[For Michael] Facing the future; explaining the past.

[hnb_hustler]

Hunter had promised Roger he'd find Michael and explain things when they'd calmed down. He hadn't promised when, but now that Ben was here, he figured he should do something, before the only family he'd ever known became irreparably fragmented. He had to convince Michael to give Ben a chance, somehow. It couldn't be that difficult; they'd done

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[always_zephyr]

Despite Ben having been on the island for a few days, Michael still had no clue. Which was probably a good thing as he'd been freaked out enough by the appearance of the wedding ring, which currently was under his pillow, tucked in between pages of the book that resided there. Yes Michael saw the irony of the hiding place.

He'd actually been reading another book about World War II again, actually one Wilson had recommended, when he heard the knock on the door. Marking his place with a finger, he stood up and answered the door, almost surprised to see Hunter standing there. "Hey Hunter. What can I do for you?"

[hnb_hustler]

Hunter caught his lip in his teeth, shuffling his feet awkwardly as he gave Michael a solemn look. "I told Roger I'd come talk to you," he said after a few seconds, shrugging. "So here I am. If you wanna, like...interview me, or some shit." He added quietly, almost in a whisper, "Or I can just go away." But now he hoped Michael didn't choose the last. Now he had a reason to make Michael listen to him.

[always_zephyr]

Nodding slowly, Michael opened the door and gestured for him to come in. "I'm not sure interview is the right word. I mean, I want to know as much as you want to tell me. And by the way, "He reached up and rubbed the back of his neck, embarrassed, "Sorry for freaking out on you, when you arrived."

He was actually glad hunter had stopped by. He was going to ask Justin about the ring, but maybe hunter could answer his questions instead.

[hnb_hustler]

Hunter shrugged and stepped into the room. "Whatever, dude. It's not a big deal." He looked around the room, so similar to the one he shared with Roger. He sank onto the edge of the bed, looking uncomfortable. "I'll answer anything you wanna know. Where do you want me to start?" At the beginning, when Ben was telling him to stop hustling outside their window? That wouldn't be awkward.