Thread: Snips and Snails and Puppy Dog Tails (captain levi & Swirl)

td wwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww tdtd Add 'overworked' to that list. Working overtime is a nightmare, Hikaru muttered into his phone, taking solace in the lone fact that his best friend was at least attentive enough to hear him rant on his way back from work. He shouldered the handle of his umbrella and rearranged his messenger bag under his other arm, clumsily handling the one or two bags of groceries in one hand. It was a typical Tuesday night for him, one that had ended two hours past his normal time to leave because the office was understaffed and Hikaru also had trouble declining his co-workers. Why couldn't he have kids to tend to or a date he couldn't miss for the world? It seemed every one of his co-workers had plans that evening with someone special, even if that someone special was just a pet they needed to feed on time. Without anyone to fabricate his excuses off of, Hikaru was most often the last to clock out, sometimes close to ten at night. It's your fault, man, his friend, Kaito, chastised while munching noisily on chips. You're the one that got into law. Did you think it was going to be a cake walk? Well, no , Hikaru responded flatly. As he entered his neighborhood, it was getting more difficult to hear his friend through the static interference of the rain, although he was admittedly more distracted by the crippling thought of his pathetic life at this point. Hikaru was undoubtedly proud of what he did and could handle the workload if he could only complain about it after, but prioritizing his job had also made him a lonelier man. He was twenty-six, single, and living lavishly enough to support a significant other, but Hikaru hadn't been able to date to his heart's content after his last relationship failed. He grew distrustful, especially of women, and refused to see other bachelorettes his friend had strongly recommended in the past. Kaito had been nagging him to buy a puppy for years and Hikaru hadn't seen the point of having something that could only cost him more to have than it could provide for him in return. What more, Kaito had tried to convince him to invest in a human puppy, claiming that they were more docile than their fully human counterparts and less scheming, whatever that meant. Hikaru had thought Kaito was being ridiculous. Just as the reception was getting scratchy enough for the signal to be lost, Hikaru reached his humble apartment for one. It was well-kept and certainly not shabby. Complaining about my first world problems makes me feel better, bear with me, Hikaru joked, stopping in the middle of folding his umbrella to stare at what he thought was an over-sized animal digging through the dumpster. It definitely wasn't a bear, but that was a tail on a human body. I'll... call you back, he mumbled into his phone, his voice quiet at first to not disturb the... creature? Hikaru wasn't entirely sure what to refer it as, honestly. His overall experience with dogs hadn't been the best, and even though the creature rummaging through his trash wasn't completely its four-legged self, it still reminded him of the time he had been mauled by a dog as a child. His heart palpitated quickly just the same and the sweat that formed on his palms was very, very real. He opted to head inside but stopped, pivoting on his heel to glance at the starved creature one last time. Hey, you... hungry? he asked it cautiously, pulling out some dried cuttlefish jerky that he had originally planned to pair with his sake. He tore off one strip and tossed it onto the ground, because who knew if the thing was rabid and would bite a finger or two off? td