log post II

[orangetoughguy]

third person narrative, action bracket spam, anything goes
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[orangetoughguy]

Lucky it's your house ain't it?

[Technically their house. Finally the kid rolls from his side to his back, green eyes looking up at the kitchen lights.]

Clean up can wait.

[whitetwoguns]

[Don't be going to far. Paws reach for him to get a grip on arm or fabric.]

Ours.

[Larry can't picture them living anyplace else. Wasn't it the kid's favorite choice anyway?]

Monkeys and diamonds aside [and after coming] how was your day?

[orangetoughguy]

[It sure was. Freddy's never lived in a place like this before, the city outside the apartment included. He can feel those paws on him, warm, tequila tinted, and comforting. Monkeys and diamonds aside...

Green eyes lower from those kitchen lights to nothing in particular.]

It sucked.

[He still hasn't told Larry why. Should he?]

But it's better now. [There's a little smile here as he snakes his arm to rest on the old man's broad chest.]