#30

[and_dontgetcute]

[Flack is outside, sitting on a bench with the journal open in his lap. Growlithe's got a ball of some kind, and is chasing back and forth with it. Flack'll occasionally get up to throw it back out in to the field, but mostly he stays sitting, watching his dog get muddy and knowing it's going to be a pain in the butt to clean up later

Comments

[notso_average]

[a Spartacus dog comes wandering up, because he knows you! He's barking and he stops at your feet to smell....yup! He knows you! He barks more]

[and_dontgetcute]

[looks down]

Hey, little guy. What're you doin' here?

[notso_average]

[Sparty whimpers and noses your ankle]

[and_dontgetcute]

[goes to pick him up as he looks around]

Where's Lindsay, huh?

[notso_average]

[he whines loudly at the name, looking around for her]

[and_dontgetcute]

[sighs as he starts to get up, before whistling for his dog]

Alright, buddy. Let's go find her.