11-12-2020, 01:39 AM
pills don't help, but it sure is funny! ☆ ☆ ☆
MICHAEL TOWNLEY
THE TYPHOON
DEALER
The dealer felt a faint smile come to his face as he watched Trevor and Torsten interact, a soft chuckle bubbling up from him. He always enjoyed it when his husband was out and about, and it only seemed proper for the coyote to interact with his nephews. As if on cue, Trevor responded to Torsten's words, a crooked smile gracing the ragged coyote's muzzle, "Green is definitely a good color. And turtles are pretty cool, too. Sure wish I had a shell sometimes..." He gained a bit of a mischievous look to his eyes, as if he was thinking about the possibilities, and Michael couldn't help but just snort. He couldn't help giggling even further as Trevor turned to Roxie, responding with a smirk, "Nice ta see you around too, lil miss priss. Mikey here told me you got a promotion, so soon enough you'll be barking out orders for the lot of us. Congrats, I s'pose." His congratulations seemed genuine, even if he couldn't help being a bit of a shit.
Michael, meanwhile, just shook his head from side to side, a small smile curling on his face as he spoke to Roxie, "Hey, if you hang me up like that, maybe I'll end up stretching and becoming taller. I certainly wouldn't mind that." Looking towards Torsten next, he nodded, saying with a playful wink in his nephew's direction, "I promise they'll look great. My methods can be a bit messy, but that's alright. That just makes it look more punk." After telling the kit of his plans, the bobcat happily scooted forward to rest his paws up on the table, right in front of Roxie. He extended his claws, looking at the sharp nubs glint in the sunlight as he spoke, "Thank you, oh beloved sister of mine." His tone was joking, but it was also clear he was genuinely grateful.
Michael, meanwhile, just shook his head from side to side, a small smile curling on his face as he spoke to Roxie, "Hey, if you hang me up like that, maybe I'll end up stretching and becoming taller. I certainly wouldn't mind that." Looking towards Torsten next, he nodded, saying with a playful wink in his nephew's direction, "I promise they'll look great. My methods can be a bit messy, but that's alright. That just makes it look more punk." After telling the kit of his plans, the bobcat happily scooted forward to rest his paws up on the table, right in front of Roxie. He extended his claws, looking at the sharp nubs glint in the sunlight as he spoke, "Thank you, oh beloved sister of mine." His tone was joking, but it was also clear he was genuinely grateful.
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— Reggan
— Reggan