Her...Bunny?

[doublefricked]

Elliot wasn't sure if she was having a good week or not.

Work (what little there was of it, anyway) was going fine, she had met a whole bunch of new people, and she'd even gone on a date. That was where she was stuck. A date, just months after the thing with Keith - 'The Thing'? Sheesh, I almost married the guy - and she'd enjoyed it. Parts of it

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[29dayslater]

Now, Jim isn't about to be one of those blokes that get annoyed by the fucking hovercars or motorcycles popping up all over the place (he's happy enough with his own bicycle as it is, never mind that sometimes he still feels like a car's going to come up around the path and send him into a nightmare all over again), but the animals are something else entirely.

There are dogs and horses all over the fucking place, and if Jim has to side step another pile of crap today, he's going to throw himself into the ocean.

But Jim's pretty sure the island's got some kind of clause that insists something strange has to happen at least once a day, and here it is: a woman staring at a rabbit in a cage on the path.

"Is that yours?" he asks as he walks up, and Jim has to remind himself constantly that he's seen so much worse.

He's still not sure if worse is any better than weird, though.

[29dayslater]

"Well, fuck," Jim says with a laugh and a quick shake of his head when he hears that. "Maybe you can take JD out of his cage and we can...shit. Kick it down, or something."