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𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇 𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐄 | 𝗘𝗟 𝗟𝗢𝗕𝗢
strict ┈ lore & dark themes
bisexual canine ENG / ESP .
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𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐲. . . everyone will 𝐝𝐢𝐞
and be forgotten. Sooner or later.
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'course he’d be defiant ! Nobody — especially Quinn wants a large . . warm footpaw holding them down . .
Totally excuse the fact that the little guy’s tail is smacking against that floor in pure joy .
See Quinn . . isn’t used to such deep talk , doesn’t really ever talk about himself either so his answers might sound a little bland .
" I love gaming , that’s one way I’ll always pass the time — we get into the topic of that and
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I’ll be an earful . I don’t see clothes as pertaining to gender — though pretty sure you’ve noticed that . I’ll wear skirts , crop-tops , tuxedos , I really don’t care . If it looks good on me I’ll wear it . "
Eyes shifted
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new to town , nineteen — and before you ask no I don’t work , I’m being paid by both my university and parents to help with my living .
That what you wanted to hear ? "
" Matters so I could send you half . But alas , whatever ~ ! "
Leaning back against the couch , Quinn’s head shifted to look at Godric . Such a simple question yet so hard to answer .
" Where the hell do I Begin.
Let’s see , I’m
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What a ridiculous assumption . The petite guy isn’t getting annoyed easily because he isn’t getting any action !
. . . plus , even if he was getting it — that would just be an add-on to the great day he was already having .
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Digits moving to enter
their order, then his -
own.
" Im a water person
myself, I gotcha. "
Admittedly, the longer
he is here the more he
begins to conceive the
other mayhaps had
different intention than
the reality. .
Perhaps that is why he
seems so annoyed. .
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a rice base , make the protein tuna , crab , and shrimp , and top it off with scallions and whatever sauce the place your ordering from has . "
For being quite short and scrawny , he sure could eat .
" No drink — I’m a water typa' guy . "
With Godric’s phone in hand , Quinn quickly made his way over — little frame slamming next to him to be nosy and look at that phone — the two side-by-side .
" H m m
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" what are you getting? " free
from the blow dryer, he's able
to resume his venture, taking
phone in hand and making an
order.
he has a few things in mind.
" drink too? "
seating himself on the couch,
with little hope the other will
choose to sit next to him.
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that . If I wanted you to owe me , I’d tell you that you do before even purchasing anything .
Now hurry up and get your phone . You’re starving me here . "
Quinn put away the blow-dryer — soon walking out the bathroom but not before swiping that phone away from him .
" Fine . Let’s order off your phone . "
He’d stop - body turning to face the beast .
" For the record , I’m not like
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" And have you trying to hold
that over my head indefinitely?
not a chance in hell, i'd rather
order myself knowing there -
won't be strings attached. "
standing and stretching.
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A simple eye roll followed by a groan of dissatisfaction .
" Wasn’t gonna be the hole but the cheek fur but whatever . . "
Quinn unplugged the blow-dryer finally .
" Just order from my phone — it’s already in your hand . "