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[infomodder]

"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 ]

Comments

[infomodder]

we have a mix
big little medium
theyll be fine with another little one

[lackey]

yea ok
i gues uve been stayin inside huh ?

[infomodder]

whyd you guess that?

[lackey]

well i was hopin
cuz i havent heard any talk on the streets
bout sum guy dumpstr divin
w / 50 dogs round him

[infomodder]

hah
we stayed in for that
jungle bs
been looking for a new job but lots of inside time yes

[lackey]

jungle bs yea
crazy shit
new job ???

[infomodder]

something else to do
no more cop business for me
ever again
im out

[lackey]

u srs ?

[infomodder]

absolutely
been retired for years back home
thinking of doing boat tours a couple days a week

[lackey]

[Takes a moment to remove 'the cop' from Will's name in his contact list......]

boat tours ?
like
showin ppl boats ?
or showin ppl things wile on boats ?

[infomodder]

last one
with any luck i could just drive the boat and be at sea all day
minimal dealing with peoples shit

[lackey]

[didn't u die by fallin off a cliff into the sea]

& lots of fish
if u want em

[infomodder]

[he's scouring for hannibal's bloated corpse don't tell]

that too
you ever been on a tour
on a glass bottom boat?

[lackey]

[but what would he do if he found it]

no
never been on any boat
boat w / glass bottom sounds scary as hell
im an ok swimer but
what if jaws was down there
lookin up @ u
b like a lobstr tank
only in revers ?
shark peekin thru goin
which 1 do i want

[infomodder]

[WARNINGS; Necrophilia]

sharks arent as easy to find as youd think
easier to avoid
mostly just see a lot of colorful fish
sand & stuff on the bottom
water too
lots of pretty water

[lackey]

[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

[infomodder]

[Hopefully not with Chilton.]

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

[lackey]

[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 ?

[infomodder]

[Words of wisdom.]

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

[lackey]

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

[infomodder]

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

[lackey]

nope
dont kno the adress

[infomodder]

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

see you soon?

action

[lackey]

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.]

[infomodder]

[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.