@estellaires | Starter Call
It was a rarity that Bo ever got to be away from Min nowadays and while the hellhound never complained, being able to have some time to himself was a pure luxury. With the prince of hell away with his father for an unknown amount of time, Bo had been left behind and so he was very much taking this opportunity to catch up on what he’d missed over the past 18 years, which was how he found himself wandering along an unknown street up on Earth.
There were so many sights and sounds to take in, but none of them compared to the smells. Most were average, some bitter and had him curling up his nose but some were incredible and it was one in particular that had him following his nose to a cafe a few streets away from where he’d caught the trail. Bo, being the ever socially inept hellhound he was, plopped right down in a seat next to the person just about to take a sip of whatever drink they had that had caught his attention. He leaned in, inhaling deep. Yes, this was definitely the smell.
“What is that? It smells incredible.” he exhaled, a bright and completely oblivious grin on his face, clearly having no idea just how odd he was acting.












