WHEREIN DUG INSTIGATES A SEX LOG (Context Needed™)
who ; Fenris, Gem, and Eric
what ; Post-Dug and Co. chasing Fenris chasing up a tree and the ensued rescued courtesy of Eric and Gem.
where ; End of the Line
when ; Nov. 25 (Happy Thanksgiving, kids)
warning(s) ; sexsexsexsexsexsex
There was a couch and an open head wound; that was all Fenris could figure--which was fine as these were the more important details in his immediate universe. As slow as others figured him for, Fenris could tell the difference between the leathers of a couch and the bark of a tree. Some drastic change has obviously occurred between the time he was clawing up an old oak and waking up in a dark...bar? Not that he was complaining. It was warm, and it bought a familiar kind of security.
Something was keeping him warm. He tried not to think too hard on it, it brought a name.
"...Garret."
what ; Post-Dug and Co. chasing Fenris chasing up a tree and the ensued rescued courtesy of Eric and Gem.
where ; End of the Line
when ; Nov. 25 (Happy Thanksgiving, kids)
warning(s) ; sexsexsexsexsexsex
There was a couch and an open head wound; that was all Fenris could figure--which was fine as these were the more important details in his immediate universe. As slow as others figured him for, Fenris could tell the difference between the leathers of a couch and the bark of a tree. Some drastic change has obviously occurred between the time he was clawing up an old oak and waking up in a dark...bar? Not that he was complaining. It was warm, and it bought a familiar kind of security.
Something was keeping him warm. He tried not to think too hard on it, it brought a name.
"...Garret."