𝙻𝙾𝚂𝚃 𝙱𝙾𝚈
“Are you sure? He’s huge.” He smiles. “Tank. He’s my best friend besides Circe. I’m a lost child. I love it and Tank loves neverland. He likes to play with the mermaids.”
“ my husband was once a seven foot tall beast . i think i can handle a dog , even if he is huge . ”
she promised , stroking under tank’s ears before pressing a kiss to his wet nose . another peal of laughter as her face was licked , attention now to the lost boy .
“ a lost boy ? how very nice . i don’t get to meet many of those . nor do i get to meet many mermaids . you’ve lived a very adventurous life . ”











