#arlo1

[colekuok]

Location: Paws & Claws Animal Hospital  Status: closed for @arlofischer​

   Making the decision to expand his family a bit and include a dog couldn’t have come at a worse time - not even a week into owning the little guy, Hurricane Selena hit Wilmington, and Cole found himself having more togetherness with the rescue than he’d anticipated. Brownie, or his full name Brownie Brows, as dubbed by his son that Cole had more recently gotten the opportunity to grow closer to, hadn’t even gotten a full check-up after adoption due to the chaos following the storm. 

   Now, it was finally possible for Cole and Brownie to slip off to the vet for a full work-up, especially since there were a couple of minor concerns as a first-time dog owner the scientist had that had been weighing on him. He was in the waiting room with Brownie, a rottweiler who was in his middle ages, and more quiet and calm than most of the other dogs waiting. The door opened - and Cole looked up expectantly, but froze in his seat, jaw dropping slightly when he realized who stood there. 

  Arlo. Cole stood suddenly, still gripping the leash in his hand. At first, he had about a dozen things he almost said, but then he regained composure. “You moved back,” He observed, voice even. “I didn’t realize.” 

[grayfischer]

Status: closed for @arlofischer​ Location: Grayson’s Beach House 

   When the news that Arlo would be coming home, in an official way, was broken to him, Grayson hadn’t known what to feel. Outwardly, he was pleased, exciting, telling his sister how great it was, and mentioning how mom should be told sooner rather than later. His biggest worry, after all, was their mother. When Arlo had first left Wilmington, they'd both done their best to be supportive... even when it seemed she may never return. Gray himself had silently suffered his absence, though after his own hiatus from life he enjoyed in Colorado, he understood her more. 

   Still. An odd set of nerves twisted his stomach as he waited for Arlo to arrive. He’d invited her over to his house, an actual house... growing up with her in cramped apartments had left Gray forever impressed with his space now. Her car appear. His thoughts raced. Throat caught as he stood on his porch, waiting — but the moment he saw her fluffy hair, Grayson realized he shouldn’t have even worried. “Arlo!” He called out, face breaking out into a grin as he bolted down the steps, crushing her with a hug as soon as the car door shut. Whatever complicated emotions he still harbored melted for the moment. “Fuck, I’ve fucking missed you, you fucker.”