#dean.remi1

[deanchaiyachet]

— SETTING: spring extravaganza ; april 8th, lucky joe's tent downtown — AVAILABILITY: closed starter for REMI SOLIS | ( @remisolis )

Who doesn't remember that Vine of the guy happily rapping about his tacos and then, all of a sudden, he accidentally drops his taco in slow motion? That was exactly how Dean felt as he exited the line for Lucky Joe's free bagels tasting. Some kids stormed past him, causing him to drop his bagel to the ground even before he'd had a chance to bite on it. "Ugh, why do you hate me so much?" He asked after a groan as he faced up towards the sky. He almost felt like a whiny baby because, well, he was really looking forward to that damn bagel. "Do you believe in curses?" He turned to the person next to him, before picking up the dirty bagel from the ground. "Because I'm pretty sure those kids cursed me. It was a perfectly good bagel!"

[deanchaiyachet]

— SETTING: four paws veterinary hospital ; morning — AVAILABILITY: closed starter for REMI WILDER | ( @remiwilder )

Since Milo hadn't been eating lately, Dean figured it was the best to take him to the vet clinic. This was his first time taking care of a small being, and even though he had been looking after his family basically his whole life, no one seemed as small and as fragile to him as his kitten. When he was allowed into the vet's office, he smiled brightly at the doctor — as brightly as a worried Dean could muster, and placed the travelling box on the examination table. "Hey, doc. I don't know what's going on... he's been really weird lately." Dean said as he gently pulled his furry friend out, cradling Milo in his arms and scratching behind his ear. "He hasn't been eating, he's hiding out a lot... do cats have depression?"