Jul 17
For: @thatwildlife Where: Kingdom Bluffs, the Memorial
Vik is perched along the back of a bench, dress shoes planted where normal people are meant to sit, going over club figures on the phone in Mack's hands. "We've gotta make sense of why we’ve spent four hundred dollars on cable ties or who put that line in the spreadsheet, and we have to lie beautifully," he tries to type on the screen, but Lemon noses his palm to lick it.
Vik folds immediately, leaning down to take his face between both hands and melting into the most embarrassing dog-speak known to man. "Oh did you do it? Did you need some cable ties?" He pulls away, pleading to Mack. "Take him away, I need to preserve some dignity."