with a couple glasses of wine in him and buoyed by the safety of being in his own apartment, emery is as relaxed as he’s ever been. it helps that his company is one of his best friends in the world besides winnie himself, too. and to complete the feeling of serenity, lady has her backside firmly pressed against emery and her head lying complacently on nic’s thigh. “this guy today,” he tells her, carefully pouring more pinot into each of their glasses without dislodging lady, “brought a corn snake into the clinic. she was so sweet, i wish people brought snakes in more often. winnie would lose it if i got a pet snake, i bet.” he pouts, sighs, and takes a sip. “have you ever seen a tarantula in real life?” ( @ofnicole )











