Feb 22, 2016
*whines and drags a violin bow under the bed to chew on*
“I do believe I just heard the sound of a dog doing something that will cause it to be hurt so badly that not even a song by Sarah McLachlan will be able to save it…”
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*whines and drags a violin bow under the bed to chew on*
“I do believe I just heard the sound of a dog doing something that will cause it to be hurt so badly that not even a song by Sarah McLachlan will be able to save it…”
The leather clad male curled up on the floor, laying his head on the violinist's feet. He let out a soft whine and looked up at him, nuzzling his leg a bit, rump wiggling slightly.
He sighed at the nudge, looking down and capping his fountain pen. “What is it now, you silly creature?” He leaned back in his desk chair to look between his legs.