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i love this picture of abe i got last night. he looks so polite and sweet.

also we got maine coon kittens I don't think I've said anything about it but they're six months old now this is abe and he's a cuddler

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abe looovvess just having a comfy ass time in my arms and his favorite position is maximum long

#its literally just another hangout spot for him due to my obsession with holding him constantly since he was tiny #sometimes hes cradled like baby #sometimes he wants to lay regularly on his side #or in any assortment of cat positions and he truly is like its your problem to support me fully i am getting comfy #my elf #abe!

belly rub boy

#abe!#potentially mature abe ig

thank fuck for the boys

#im just so in love with and grateful for my little guys #lincoln is in a lover boy phase so hes taking up more camera space atm #abe is always my little lovie boy #my elf #abe!#lincoln!

"Oi! Nenad! You fuckin’ cocksucker -- thought you said you was going to bash that Puddlefuck seeker over the head last match, knock the c*nt out for the win -- I bet my week’s pay on you you lying bastard! You didn’t even show up!” The words were slurred into his ear at a less than comfortable volume, each syllable hot and moist. Niko didn’t flinch at the attempt to be put in his place by this man - it wasn’t as though he thought himself superior, but anyone foolish enough to bet their salary on him wasn’t worth reacting immediately over. “League has me on probation,” was his calm response. There was no apology attending his explanation ; he simply took a sip from his own pint and attempted to inch away. The stench of the man’s breath was not going unnoticed. “Probation?! Tell that shit to my wife tonight when I have to go home to her with no fuckin’ gold you cocky fuck!” He was yelling now, slamming his fists on the bar like a child. This caused Niko to straighten his posture and actually acknowledge him with eye contact for the first time. “If you’re asking me to take care of your wife,” he began with a smirk as he looked the other over, “I won’t let either of you down. Bet on that.” And that was when the wand was drawn. The fight that ensued was sloppy. A battle between a man who was too drunk to stand up straight and one who relied on his emotions to guide him through spellwork was not the most elegant thing to watch, and fortunately it was broken up before the pub wound up burned down completely. Apparently his opponent was not at the point of pure desperation because he held back where Niko fought without remorse. He was carried out of the facility by a few other patrons, bruised and bloodied but not permanently scarred, while Niko plopped back on the bar stool he’d been sitting at to keep nursing his beer. He was fine. “You know,” the Beater mused. “This happens at least once a fucking week, yeah Abe? You really need to stop attracting such an aggressive crowd. Someone might get hurt.” He grinned, then finished drinking and gestured that he wanted another.

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