Finish your job

When night comes, it's time for you to trade your shift with some other watcher. You go down the Wall elevator and into the dining hall, where you dine with all the other brothers. You sit at a table with a few younger siblings where no one talks to anyone, and no one bothers anyone.

You sink the spoon into the hare stew and eat a bite. The taste of Rick's cum still lingers in your mouth, like it's dry there. You look around. It's good Rick is not around, you would feel extremely embarrassed.

A fat boy sits next to you. You recognize him, it's Jimmy, your roommate. He was already here on patrol when you arrived. You don't know what crime he committed, or why he was there, but he didn't look like a thief, nor did he look like a murderer. He was more like a jester who had spilled wine on his Lord and was sent here. Jimmy was the same age as you, eighteen.

He had short brown hair, shaved at the sides, and a thin mustache growing above his mouth. He had a wide nose and mouth, and was all plump. Since you arrived, Jimmy was the one who treated you best, was always smiling and defending you in practice, you even liked to have him around. Amazingly, he was a strong boy. Stronger than you, just not faster.

"Hi Koby..." he says, in a different way than the other times he greeted you.

"Hi Jimmy," you answer politely.

“How was it up in the Wall today?” Jimmy says with an innocent smile. He was not a watcher, he took care of the stocks. You blushed immediately.

"Up there? ..." you stammer.

"Yes".

"It was normal. The view is still beautiful. ”

"Cool ... I wanted to be a watcher too, so we could talk more."

"Yes, it's true".

After some time just eating in silence, Jimmy says:

“Oh, I almost forgot. Here. Take it. Lord Bowden needs you for a mission ... I was going to send you this in the afternoon but I ended up doing something else... ” Jimmy said in a hurt way and handed you a letter.

“Thanks for warning. Anyway... are you done eating yet? ”

"Yes. Is that you?"

"Uhum"

“Let's go back to our room. Tomorrow we still have a lot of work to do ... with all this mess with the wildlings, we need to work hard. ”