Tadaima.
The tour's done. Been done for awhile now. And I've spent my free time in the luxury of his arms. Reluctant to keep my distance from him, nevermind the reams of paperwork piling up at his desk. Love him. I've grown so accustomed to waking up beside him and feeling the heat of his body radiate through the sheets. Grown accustomed to sharing his
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You want to look for a puppy sometime later this week? Maybe after work one day. And while I know you hold blue-assed monkeys that pelt shit at people in a special place in your heart, I don't have the same affection for them. If it got shit on my guitar, I'd kill it, and I'd hate to make you sad. So a puppy it is. How could I say no?
Somehow, I doubt I'll get you and the kid confused. Somehow. But he is kind of... entertaining.
I don't know if they have boxers, but I'd pay to see you in the hotpants. <3
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