Surfing the EAC

Stanley "Squirt" Rufus Schell Twenty-three year old Aussie just trying to ride the currents through his life

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Sunflowers and Turtles || Stellie

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adventurous-ellie:

There was Stan, her amazing and wonderful and perfect Stan speaking positivity to her to hand her hope when Ellie herself hardly felt like she had any left. She never felt as sick, fatigue and exhausted as she had the past month or so while being in this hospital. It scared her. It left her worried, and this… this was what had made the redhead so hesitant about ever entering a relationship under the condition she was under. 

That she could leave at any moment and hurt the one person she never wanted to hurt. 

Ellie returned Stan’s squeeze with her own, although her’s was weaker from the lack of strength that had been sucked out of her body. She smiled now too, because even though everything looked like it was getting worse, and her hope was slowly draining from her, Stan knew what to say to make every moment that much better. 

“It was the hardest part and it does feel a lot better not having it around anymore.” 

But her numbers were still low, and with low blood count numbers that meant she could easily get just as badly sick all over again, but this time she got sick well…. she didn’t have the numbers to fight it back and if she couldn’t fight it back…. Ellie brushed that thought away, her head falling over Stan’s shoulder. 

“Thank you. Thank you for always being right here for me, for always knowing what to say exactly when I need it the most. You’re the best thing that has happened me to here.”

Stan rested his head against hers as it lay on his shoulder. She was thanking him for something he really didn’t think he needed thanks for. After all, wasn’t it supposed to be that he would stick with his girlfriend even when her numbers weren’t great. Stan wasn’t much of a fighter, but he wasn’t the one doing the fighting so it didn’t really hit him as much. He was just encouraging her to continue to fight. He was pretty okay with that. He did what he could and he just figured if it was enough the universe would show it to him soon. 

“‘Course, Ells. I’ll always be here. So will Donatello and Scute. You’re somethin’ real special and I wouldn’t wanna give that up for anythin’.” He turned his head to press a kiss to her temple. “Take all the time I can get with ya.”

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Secrets, Secrets / open

Reza: ....so apparently flowers are going around telling everyone I have a kid, now

Reza: what is life

Reza: yes, i'm drinking, don't worry your cats were fed first

Stan: Nosey bunch of flowers, mate

Stan: Glad the cats are alright, even if they're not mine

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Broken 🐾 Rita+You

Rita: Ha. Just a friend.

Rita: didn't mean t'bother ya

Stan: Nah, I mean, you're not bothering me.

Stan: Way I see it is like, your text came to me for a reason so whatever the universe's reason for it is then we'll find out

Stan: You okay? Rough going June or something?

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Broken 🐾 Rita+You

Rita: I need

Rita: Please come over

Rita: Please

Stan: I dunno who this is, but are you alright? Ya need somethin'?

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Sunflowers and Turtles || Stellie

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adventurous-ellie:

“Good! Because you should know that like everyday.” 

Ellie smiled brightly at Stan, or well as bright as a pretty sickly girl could, and as he got himself on the bed she found his hand and laced her fingers within his. She gently placed her head on his shoulder and watched fondly as Donatello kept on crawling right on over her laps. 

Her eyes had also scanned over all of the flowers, the endless arrays of cards from friends she had made in her time here in Swynlake. It was a lot and it truly showed how long she has been stuck in a hospital bed. As Stan asked his question she took a pause of silence. Her thumb began to softly caress Stan’s palm because yes, she has heard of news, but it wasn’t exactly the best of news. 

The news had made her think of her parents and how maybe it was time to call them to come over and see her. 

That was a daunting thought because Ellie had promised herself the day she made that phone call would mean that she didn’t have much time left. It would be just enough for her parents to spend some time with their daughter before it all ended. “The pneumonia is gone. They were finally able to get rid of it all, but…. my immune system fought so much to get rid of it that now my blood count numbers are dropping. It isn’t….. panic point just yet, but the doctors don’t like the trend it’s taking. It’s why they want me to still stay. My immune system is too weak for me to leave just yet.” 

Ellie made him feel important, like he was really doing something when all he was doing was being himself. It was kind of like what his dad was always telling him. He only had to be himself and the right people will know how great that could be and float along the currents of life with you, weaving in and out of obstacles and havin’ a good time all in all. Ellie had made Swynlake real special for him. 

He felt the air get a little stiff and Ellie paused at his question. That probably meant she was staying longer. He squeezed her hand gently as she told him the news, trying to not let the sadness of having Ellie stuck in this room for even longer cross his face. He smiled a bit, “At least the pneumonia is gone. That was the hardest part right? Now ya just gotta rest and have your body do the same thing to those blood cells. Divide and conquer more territory in that body of yours so you can get outta this place.” He tried to give her hope, not only for her but also for him. Scute and Donatello continued to wiggle around the bed, not showing that they comprehended any of this. Just two carefree turtles and two laid back but moderately concerned people in a room.

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Sunflowers and Turtles || Stellie

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adventurous-ellie:

These were one of the many, many, many reasons Ellie was so head over heels for her boyfriend. Stan never looked at her with pity in his eyes. He never treated her like some fragile doll who could no longer handle the world around her. He had always been the same with her just as he has been from that very first day that she met him. She didn’t know how she had gotten so lucky.

Ellie carefully shifted herself a little closer so that she could place a soft kiss on Stan’s cheek. “You always figure right, and you’re the absolute best for that!!” She gave him another kiss on his cheek for good measure before Donatello was placed on her lap. She laughed a little then too, feeling his claws crawling over the cloth of her hospital gown. 

“I forgot how ticklish his claws makes me!” But gosh was she so happy to see him!!!! “Awe they can’t be bored of you. I never am! And if I never am then they can’t be either! It’s the rule.” She smiled at Stan, gently placing a finger over Donatello’s shell and petting it. “I really have missed them, so, so, so, so much! Have I told you lately how wonderfully amazing you are, Stanley Schell? Because you really are!”

Ellie was a girl that just had his heart beating in his chest. No matter what the situation she always thought he was like the greatest ever and he always thought she could do anything, including beat out all this sickness if she put her mind to it. He read mental health was definitely the harder and bigger hump in overcoming sickness.

Stan beamed from the second kiss and sat himself alongside her bed (he couldn’t exactly get into it with her because his legs were so long compared to hers and he didn’t want to move her too much). He watched their little turtle scamper its little feet along her lap. “Glad you’ve really put your foot down on that Ells.” He winked at her and held Scute in his own lap, petting his head with a finger. “Ya tell me that plenty, Ellie.” He felt like he was gonna blush coral looking red right on the spot. 

He looked around the hospital room that had all his flowers and the cards people sent and little knick knacks from home and he realized how long she’d really been here. “Any news, Ells?” He looked over at her curiously. He always asked and always hoped it was better than before, but hey, what is meant to be is meant to be and things would work out in time.

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Sunflowers and Turtles || Stellie

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adventurous-ellie:

Ellie was excited to see what could possibly be Stan’s surprise for her as he placed a bag over the chair that was beside her making sure it was scooted as close to her bed as possible. Once it was unzipped the redhead immediately spotted Scute poking his head out and making his way out of the bag to see where in the world he was. 

It made Ellie want to cry!

In fact, her eyes had all but started to mist over and her hands went to cover her mouth from the pure joy of seeing the turtles! Then there went her Donatello slowly peering his way out after, the both of them now moving along on the chair fascinated by their new surroundings. 

“Oh, I’ve missed them so much!! I’ve felt like such a horrible mom not being able to see either one of them for so long!! Have they been okay?!” It was a question Ellie always asked every time Stan came around to see her. “How did you get them pass the nurses?! If they find out they’ll want your head, but I’m so happy to see them!!! I’ve missed them so, so, so much!!!”

“You think they still remember me? If I were to hold Donatello do you think he would just run from me??”

“Nah, Ells. There’s nothin’ horrible about ya. Ya can’t help it and well, I just figured you’d want ta see ‘em. Guess I figured right.” He grinned at how happy all of this had made her. They always said your attitude was make or break in long hospital stays so hopefully this would keep her going strong and bring her back to him and the outside world soon.

“Hard to forget someone like ya, Ells. I think he missed ya.” He reached over to scoop up the turtle, now not super tiny anymore, but still kinda little in his big hand and gently placed him on her lap. “I’m sure they’re bored of me. They see me every day so this is a rad new adventure to see mom and look at places I’m not supposed to take ‘em.” He kept the bag close just in case he had to scoop them back in quickly. Nurses probably didn’t want turtles crawling all over their patients.

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Sunflowers and Turtles || Stellie

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adventurous-ellie:

Ellie couldn’t believe that they had been dating for over a year now. That her cancer had given her all of that time to get to know and spend with Stan. She hoped it would give her some more because she loved every day she was able to spend with him.

He made her so happy, made her forget that she had a doomsday cancer hanging over her head. 

It was crazy that she had been scared and adamant not to start anything with anyone because of her disease. Stan was perfect and he had made everyday with him feel just that: perfect. He took a seat right beside her on her bed, his lips coming into contact with her as she kissed him back sweetly. She took a hold of the flowers, smiling at how wonderful they were. 

“You’re so right!!! I am such a fail, not thinking my own boyfriend wouldn’t know my favorite flower.” She shook her head laughed a bit, although the laugh sounded frail at best. “But they’re beautiful!!! I love them!!! They couldn’t be more perfect!!!” 

The ginger placed her face a little closer to the flowers, eyes closing as she tried to smell them. It wasn’t exactly working that well. She was rather stuffy so it wasn’t like she could smell much. It made food awful as well because she wasn’t able to taste anything. She couldn’t wait to be able to breathe again.

“Thank you.” She smiled warmly up at Stan (always up, she always had to look up at her boyfriend), giving him a soft kiss on his cheek. “Oh! Another surprise?! Two at that?!?! What is it?!?! You can’t keep me waiting like this!! That’s so mean!!” 

Stan was happy to see her perk up so much. All because of him and his little gifts which he didn’t think were super special or anything, he just couldn’t help but be thoughtful to the girl he had feelings for ya know? That’s what people in relationships were just supposed to do right?

He scooted the chair holding the bag over to her bed and slowly unzipped it. Scute was the first one to peak his head out. He had always been the more adventurous of the two of them. Donatello was a little more cautious with his journey into the new room and light. 

He beamed with pride as the little turtles meandered around the chair, turning their heads to look at everything and what Stan had gotten them into. “Snuck ‘em in to see their favorite person. Figured ya missed them.”

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Sunflowers and Turtles || Stellie

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adventurous-ellie:

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It has been a couple of weeks now. 

A couple of very long and almost eternity feeling, dreadfully slow weeks if Ellie could add, that she has been stuck in the hospital. It had all started with the pneumonia, which was still a strong culprit for why she was stuck here, but then ended with her cancer.

Her blood cell count was down, all of them. The pneumonia had wiped out a good chunk of her white blood cells and because of her cancer…. she wasn’t making enough right now to bounce back up, which meant she was stuck until further notice. 

She hated it here. It wasn’t the staff, or the nurses and doctors, no they have all been wonderful but… she felt trapped. Trapped to wires, machines, hooks and lines, hospital food, and visiting hours. No one should live like this, no one should have to live like this, but Ellie also knew that this was for the best. She still looked very sickly, awfully pale, worn out and fragile with an oxygen line wrapped around her features and an IV line pumping her up with fluids and medicine. 

This was all the redhead was thinking about as she laid on her hospital bed staring up at the ceiling. She heard a knock then and was glad she turned her head to see who it was because it was Stan!

“More flowers?! And they’re sunflowers too?!?!! Aww, I love sunflowers!!! How did you know?!?”

Stanley Schell always made his girlfriend a priority. If he couldn’t make it in person, he’d send her a funny message or a photo of him and their turtles. If he could make it in person, which he normally managed a few times a week for the last couple weeks. He brought flowers. This time, he was going to do something a little different, especially since the weather had been nice out.

He opened a gym bag, putting a few blankets inside it before gently placing both Scute and Donatello inside as he crouched down over them. “Alright, mates, we’re gonna go see Ellie. Both of ya behave.” He zipped up the bag, hoisted it over his shoulder, grabbed the sunflowers he’d bought earlier that day (he knew they were her favorite, but he’d only gotten her other kinds because he hadn’t had the best of luck finding them lately), and walked out the door.

Stan strode through the hospital, cool as a cucumber, as if he wasn’t smuggling turtles in with him (which he didn’t know was against the rules or not, I mean people brought in dogs all the time, who was allergic to a turtle?), waving hello to the nurses he’d met hanging around and accidentally falling asleep at times, in Ellie’s room. 

He gave a quick knock as he entered, smile beaming brightly as he presented the flowers to her. “Oh, c’mon Ells. Gotta give me more credit than that. We’ve been datin’ for what? Over a year now. ‘Course I know what your favorite flowers are.” He set the bag down gently in the chair and then walked over, leaning down to press a kiss to her lips and hand her the flowers to look at. “Brought ya another present, well, really two. Thought you could use a good surprise.”

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Solace & Enthusiasm {open}

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ensnaredsailor:

“Do you?” Thomas questioned grinning at the thought. He had always thought about seeing if he could volunteer there but it seemed like a lot of the time the thought jumped into his head something would come up and derail the thought from coming to fruition.  “I originally had thought about trying to adopt when I got Samson.” Thomas admitted. “How did you get started there if you don’t mind me asking?”

“Yeah, well, a lot of people know my cousin around here Brad. He’s got a big hand in the stuff over there so when I came in town from back home in Australia, he was a real mate and helped me get a job over there.” Brad had really done him a solid with that. He liked his time grooming and walking the pups because although the barked a lot it was kinda like the sound of the ocean when ya live by it. Ya just get used to it, and it just becomes kinda soothin’ after a while. 

“So Samson’s his name huh? He’s a real friendly bloke. Had him long?”

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Raindrops on Roses 💧 [Open]

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shui-silvermist:

Silver didn’t know how to take him asking her to teach him. Of course she would love to, but she’d never consider herself the authority on such matters. There were water fairies that were much more talented than her. She didn’t really know how she’d been chosen for the flotilla this year, because it was only for the very best fairies and only about three were chosen from the water fairies to perform. 

That was part of the reason she was so nervous. But, she was pretty confident in her skills. She knew that she could at least teach someone the basics, so that they could enjoy their abilities. 

“Aw, stop that,” she teased, pushing his shoulder playfully. “I would love to teach you some techniques! I’ve never met a human who could do what I do! That’s so interesting. We should be friends.” 

She held her hand out to him. “I’m Shui Silvermist, but you can call me Silver. Or Sil or Silv or whatever you want!” 

Stan grinned and shrugged, “Well, I’ve only met a few fairies in my time so you’re pretty interesting to me too. Can’t go wrong with more friends, can ya?” He was always making friends with all sorts of people. He liked walking out of his apartment and waving to people in the small town. Knowing the names of everyone and having them know him as well. Made everything more personal. He wouldn’t stay in Swynlake forever, but for now he’d made a home.

He extended his hand to shake hers, “Name’s Stanley Schell, but most people just call me Stan. Nice ta meet ya, Sil.”

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Raindrops on Roses 💧 [Open]

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shui-silvermist:

Silver giggled at that word: rad. It was kind of a funny word, but he used it how they used sparkling! or amazing! She liked it. She was going to start using it. Calling things rad. Gosh, she was going to have to keep a list of all the fun new words she was going to learn, wasn’t she?

“Oh, thank you,” she replied, a little breathlessly and totally sincere. “I practice every day, sometimes twice a day if I get a chance! But I had some really good teachers. Water is–well, water does what it wants, doesn’t it? It will erode anything in its path. But, it’s also the most easy to manipulate, you just have to know how to do it juuuust so! Anyone can learn! Well, anyone with the power. Look at you–you’re just like a pro!” 

Stan was used to people giggling around him. He fancied himself a pretty fun guy, ya know? He was always making people smile or laugh. He’d found that talent at a young age when his dad would get sad and think he didn’t notice. So he’d do something ridiculous like summersault in with his underwear on his head when he was still in primary to cheer him up. He wasn’t above making a fool of himself to make sure everyone around him was happy.

“Really? Maybe you could show me some exercises ya do or somethin’. I just kinda never knew where to start.” Stan grinned even wider as she spoke about the water like she’d lived along it her whole life. “Water’s a tricky thing for sure, but it has it’s nice days.” He chuckled and ducked his head slightly causing the sphere to flatten momentarily and then once he refocused it sort of formed back. “Oh nah, I wouldn’t say a pro. Not like you anyways.”

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Raindrops on Roses 💧 [Open]

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shui-silvermist:

Oh, not a fairy. That was alright! Silver was really eager to meet all the new, different types of people and things that she would meet in Swynlake. There were certain people that she knew because they hung around the lake. 

She was distracted from this train of thought when he pulled some of the water from the hose nearby. It made her smile brightly and she clapped her hands for him, enthused, despite his frankly terrible execution. 

“That was pretty good!” she giggled. “Here you’ve just got to–” she flew a little closer, so she could reach out and take his hands. She shaped one of them so that his fingers were cupped just so. Then, she waved her hand and gathered some of the water from the flowers.

“Don’t worry, flowers, I’ll put it back!” she told them as she formed the sphere over Stan’s hand. 

“There! Hold it just like that.” 

Stan hadn’t really had a pal that really knew what they were doing with the water stuff. Like he’d run into Irma way back and she knew some stuff, but this girl? She adjusted his hands and lookit that! He was doing it! Well, it was a little wobbly of course but it really seemed to shape better.

“Whoa! That’s so rad!” He grinned his big dopey grin looking between her and the water sphere, still trying to focus but this was exciting. 

“You must really know what you’re doing and practice a lot or something.”

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Raindrops on Roses 💧 [Open]

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shui-silvermist:

ripit-rollit-punchit:

Stan had been browsing through the flower shoppe, looking for something to bring to Ellie. She’d been coughing a lot the last time he saw her, so maybe brightening up her room would help keep her in good spirits.

Picking out a nice arrangement of sunflowers and other little flowers, Stan paid for his things and then walked out only to watch a girl sort of manipulate water onto some rose petals and then come right at him. “Huh, wow. Your drops are so like formed.” He grinned, “It looks great. I couldn’t make my droplets look like that. I’m not too good with like small water amounts.”

Silver had to crane her head back to see this man’s face. Wow, he was tall wasn’t he? 

And this was coming from someone who was rather tall for a fairy herself! 

She beamed at his praise regardless. “Are you a water fairy too?!” she asked excitedly, her wings fluttering so that she could bounce to her feet with very little effort at all. She hovered there in the air, and then went up a few inches so she was looking at him at eye level.

“You’re, like, super tall for a fairy! Not that that’s bad! I think it is great!” 

Stan laughed and rubbed the back of his neck. She was an energetic little thing wasn’t she? “Dunno what I am really, but I don’t think I’m a fairy?” He scrunched his face up and looked behind himself, “Don’t got the wings for it.”

“I’ve always been tall though, comes from my mom’s side.... and my dad’s side? Dunno who’s side I really got it from?” He shrugged. Brad was super tall too so he always guess his Mom’s but his Dad wasn’t exactly short.

He took some water from a dripping hose nearby and let it float into his hand, attempting to form it into a ball or something other than a blob or stream, which didn’t exactly work or stay but he was proud of himself regardless. 

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Solace & Enthusiasm {open}

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ensnaredsailor:

It was like Samson could sense the man was a dog lover and before Thomas could even command him to sit or anything of the sort he was basking in the attention of the Australian. Almost seeming to yell pet me pet me and Thomas couldn’t help but laugh.

“Works alright as long as you know the person likes dogs. I can only imagine the terror if he did that to someone who wasn’t a dog person.” Thomas mused hobbling over.

“Yeah, probably be a real mess.” Stan ruffled the top of the dog’s head and grinned up at the stranger. He seemed pretty nice. Also how a man was with his animal was a pretty telling thing.

“But nah, I love all animals, mate so you’re in luck. Plus I work over at the Dalmatian Plantation so he probably smelled some of the pups on me.” 

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Raindrops on Roses 💧 [Open]

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shui-silvermist:

Silver was most certainly not used to all of this cold! The Hollow stayed rather warm all year round, there was never snow unless you ventured outside of the Hollow’s boundaries. But, she liked it. It made her feel awake when she breathed in all that cold air. 

Besides, she could feel the spring just around the corner. The weather would be warming up soon and that meant the annual Fairy Floatilla was just around the corner! Which was Silver’s favorite. It meant that all the fairies came out of the Hollow and mingled with the Mundus and other people of Swynlake. And they got to show off their skills and teach people about how they helped usher in the springtime. 

This year, Silver actually got to be in part of the performance, which was super exciting because not everyone got to do it. It meant that she needed to practice, though. Which was why she was sitting cross-legged on the ground in front of the flower shoppe where there were a few roses in a pot. In her hand she held a glob of water and she was using her fingertip to place tiny droplets of water on the petals, stopping every so often to examine her work.

“Hey! Hi! Hellooooo!” she said, waving down a passerby and pointing to the rose she just finished. “Does this look alright to you?” Her wings fluttered nervously behind her.

Stan had been browsing through the flower shoppe, looking for something to bring to Ellie. She’d been coughing a lot the last time he saw her, so maybe brightening up her room would help keep her in good spirits.

Picking out a nice arrangement of sunflowers and other little flowers, Stan paid for his things and then walked out only to watch a girl sort of manipulate water onto some rose petals and then come right at him. “Huh, wow. Your drops are so like formed.” He grinned, “It looks great. I couldn’t make my droplets look like that. I’m not too good with like small water amounts.”

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Solace & Enthusiasm {open}

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ensnaredsailor:

What did a boy do around here when he just wanted a moment of peace away from the chaos that apparently Valentines brought. Even just a week after sometimes he still swore he could see the tension in the air both from it and in general a lot of things. Sure if it was the old him he would just get up and go for a run and forget everything.

These days going for a long run wasn’t as easy as he wanted. But he was learning different ways. Today’s attempt was letting Samson out to explore. The ground might still have been a little messy and muddy but it was warm enough and there was such a great park around the corner. So without his vest stating he was a service animal Thomas let Samson run free tossing the ball as far as he could throw it and watching Samson leap around the park as happy as could be.

But a hyperactive dog and someone joining the park couldn’t be a good thing not as Samson stopped paying attention and jumped right in the way of someone the dog having to quickly correct himself to make sure neither party fell. Or at least trying his best too.

Standing up quickly Thomas called out. “Sorry about that! He’s just a little hyper today it seems.”

Stan was out walking around because that’s just kind of what he did. He wandered about when he wasn’t at Ellie’s or at the plantation or taking trips to surf out on the beach. He was content to just kind of pick a spot in the park and just be Stan. 

He was meandering on, beginning to think about all sorts of things when a dog jumped out right in front of him. He laughed as he fought to keep his balance. “Oi, you’re a wiley one aren’t ya?” He crouched down to pet the dog, looking over to his master. He shook his head with a grin, “Nah, it’s alright! Just bein’ a dog.”