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did you know that its a man law to NEVER bring your girlfriend hunting? its bad luck... pft. notttt.




so this morning evan walks out to his couch and says "your 7 minutes late waking up" and i just sort of rolled over groggily until i saw his face. oh my god. waking up to him was glorious. i love him so much... but anyways. i woke up. at 4 AM. and got dressed. evan made a breakfast casserole and bryan [our escort for the day] came over and we ate. evan spilled his milk. it was so cute. then we left.


we drove out to the middle of nowhere. and set ourselves up in a ground blind. basically a camo tent. evan had his gun. i had my glove warmers. lol. we sat for 2 hours. and saw NOTHING. we got bored like the last half hour so we started goofing off. i kept knocking his hat sideways. and it looked so adorable. i was so upset that the camera on my phone was broken. we were making a lot of noise none the less. and then bryan came to get us, and we went to wawa.


we were in wawa, and we were getting coffee. some creeper guy walks up and starts talking to us [i guess he thought all hunters are friends, and we were both wearing camo and orange]. and evans like freakin out cause hes like creepin all over the world. but we get out coffee and go to this guys house.


@ his house, we met up with a bunch of guys that were joining our expedition. we all loaded up and went into the middle of nowhere again.


we were "driving" this time. thats when a few guys walk through the woods making a butt load of noise and scare the deer into running towards the standers [the guys that are waiting to shoot them] me and evan were standers all day. though he didnt shoot anything.


i was like his counter part. i moved in perfect allignment with him all day. never left his side. bryan and this other fellow both bagged a buck each, and i got to see them, all cut open and what not.


after that we went back and ate lunch, and i came home... while evan went back out again. i have work, otherwise i would still be with him.

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