Play Date Troubles
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Taking a deep breath, Sheldon help is small white pup close to his chest. He was so thankful that Faith was here now. Thankful that her quiet presence helped in small parts to fill the gaping void that echoed in his penthouse. The too quiet emptiness that could only be filled by Wayne. But Faith moving around the rooms, the sounds of Minion’s gaming... those were always the sounds of home... even if they hadn’t before been part of this home. It helped. But he still just wanted Wayne back. To wake up once more surrounded by those huge arms. He buried his face into Mets fur as the elevator dinged. Mets washed his face, trying to comfort. Despite the harsh words he’d called Wayne, Sheldon could tell he missed the big man too. Even if Mets still most often called Wayne his chew toy or idiot.
Stepping out of the elevator he didn’t bother knocking, but let himself into his brother’s apartment. Mets sprang out of his arms in an instant, he was far too excited. Sheldon laughed as he trailed after Mets cries of ❝Come on come on comeon!❞ as he raced in circles to where Devin was.
Shaking his head, Sheldon lets the feelings of familiarity and family soak into him, pushing down his grief to something bearable. This would be good. Activity and family to keep his mind focused elsewhere. With a smile spreading on his face, he called out to Harrison,❝Good morning dear brother mine. It seems at one of this troublesome pair is ready for their outing today.❞