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"Gone fishing."

[ so don't leave messages to ruin the after fishing glow !!!

your one stop shop for not leaving him alone, previous contact post can be found here ]

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[The people on that particular boat tour will be in therapy for years.]

i gues thats nice
prety water
might b fun as a dog

[Hopefully not with Chilton.]

yeah? when i land a job ill let you know nobodyd mind a dog on board

Edited (missing words...) 2016-01-15 22:01 (UTC)

[Steer clear of all imPort psychiatrists.]

ok
have 2 get 1 of those floatin vest things
4 dogs
just in case
never swam as a dog b4
when do u want me 2 bring bitey by ?

[Words of wisdom.]

we have some! theyd fit whenevers good for you spending a lot of time at the house these days

shoulda guesed u would
how bout now then ?
im not busy
or we could meet @ a park insted
if u want
away from ur home

what? youre welcome at the house any time im here now youre free to stop on by you know the address?

nope
dont kno the adress

[This much bro is going to cause a brosplosion one of these days. And it'll be glorious.]

I dunno, pictorial proof would be pretty amazing though. I'm gonna make it happen. Video if possible, just to see those tears in motion.

[His actual kink is Chilton's tears.]

[Beep boop, Will sends an address, some concise directions sitting underneath it.]

see you soon?

yea i gues

[Mike feels hella weird about it, but he does show up an hour later, a box in one hand and a leash in the other. He's dressed casually in a t-shirt and jeans and sporting a new-ish haircut, one of those longer buzzcuts.

Mike slinks meekly up to the front door, all sorts of uncertain about his being here. At Will's house. Where Will lives. Where Will's family lives. Where Will's dogs live. This is just wrong, man.

Little Fluffy Shithead gives no shits about any of that, though. She investigates her new surroundings with vigor, straining at the end of the leash, tail up, ears perked. All the things must be sniffed, some things must be pawed at, and something waaay over there must be told off with loud small dog barking.

BARK BARK BARK. YOU OVER THERE. YEAH YOU. COME OVER HERE. I'LL FUCK YOU UP. BARK BARK BARK.

Mike just shuts his eyes and knocks on the door.]

[Slowly, a small group of raccoons appear at the front window. All sneakypaws and noses pressed to the glass, watching their New Friends with curiosity. Why does the little one bark so much? That just sets the dogs in the house off, who join the furry bunch soon enough, all wagging tails and barking right back. At least they seem to be doing so out of greeting more than anything else?

And then there's Will, throwing the door open in quick timing, looking down at Little Fluffy Shithead with the absolute biggest smile on his face. Like. Men coming back from war should look at their families with this smile, or a winning lottery ticket, or a brand new car. Nope, not Will. That's all for Little Fluffy Shithead, and Mike shortly after, once he's gotten a good look at the barking menace. He doesn't even stop the smiling to look confused over the haircut because holy shit dog! Old roomie!]

Look at your little princess. [Only Will, man.] Good to see you both! Wanna come in? Just put some coffee on, if you'd like.

Edited 2016-01-17 23:09 (UTC)

How do you keep things alive?
caveat: how do you keep small animals alive?

[ because you know a while ago how I was joking about Dorian getting a fish and then straight up accidentally killing it? well...... ]

Varies from animal to animal. What've you found?

[he does not assume dorian bought a pet

he assumes he found an adorable pest and felt compelled to try helping it so it wouldn't die and rot and stink up his place]