Dylan M. Reed @the-vet-dylan - Tumblr Blog

chase-mitchell‌:

“That would be great. I have style in some form, but it’s not good enough for these people anymore. They’re like a straight up fashion firing squad.” He made a face and nodded. “Thanks again.”

“You’re welcome. I am always happy to help out,” he replied with a chuckle. “I wonder how I have survived that no one other than my sister has complained about my fashion.”

#c:chase

chase-mitchell‌:

“Honestly, man, any kind of help would be appreciated at this point. Even if it’s just telling me that I look like a 80 year old who can’t see anymore. I’m an utter disaster when it comes to dressing myself, and I can’t really be seen in public looking like crap, you know?”

“I understand,” he replied as he shake his head and looked at the other. “How about I come over and help you update some of your cloths.”

#c:chase

emmamichaels‌:

Emma let out a sight of relief. “Oh, thank goodness. You have no idea how happy I am to hear she’s healthy. This is my first attempt at pet ownership and I’m sort of an overachiever by nature.” She picked up the kitten and nuzzled their noses. “Quill. Her name is Quill. You know like the ink dipped feather. I’m a writer, so it seemed fitting.” She placed her fur ball into her carrier then returned her attention to the vet. “So, do you have any idea how old she is?”

“That is a beautiful and cute name,” he said smiling as he petted Quill and smiled softly. Dylan loved animals and that’s why he became a vet and the kitten was healthy which was something he loved to see. “I would say about two months old.” he answered.

#c:emma

“It looks like you’re all set,” Dylan said with a warm smile on his face as he took off his gloves and petted the kitten. “They are all healthy and have their shots. Plus, they are so cute. Do you have a name?” @emmamichaels

#c:emma

chase-mitchell

“I got invited to a banquet that’s coming up that my friend’s company is catering and apparently the dress code is very snappy.” Chase frowned, face screwing up even more as he tried to decide what the hell he was supposed to do about the mess he’d talked himself into. “What do I even wear that won’t make me look like a complete and total sewer rat? Seriously I’m not good at fashion, I’m a writer. Half the time I wear my pajamas.” He offered his companion a sheepish smile. “Any ideas? Or am I a lost cause?”

the-vet-dylan

“I am terrible when it comes to fashion. Just ask my sister,” he replied with a chuckle as he looked and listened to the other. “I am sure that I could be somewhat of a help.”

#c:chase

Text - B.F.F

Dylan: Omg there are a bunch of kittens playing around

Dylan: They are so cute and you need to get over here

#t:ber

lilxalby‌:

“I spent all day auditioning and when I say all day I mean all day. I feel gross, sweaty, and my feet hurt. Also, most of the time, I would be worried out of my mind about if my audition went well, but all I wanna do right now is eat. Please tell me there’s a buffet nearby.”

“I know a really good one not too far from here that I sometimes take my little brother when he does not want to deal with my cooking,” he replied with a chuckle. “I am good at distracting people so, you’re in good hands.”

#c:lil

lincolnxgibbsnyc‌:

Lincoln was distracted as she felt a pair of eyes on her. “What?” She said as she looked up to meet them. Nervously she looked around, maybe they weren’t even looking at her. “Is there a bug in my hair or something?” She asked nervously touching her pink locks.

“I said that you have dropped something,” he replied as he looked at the other. “Your hair is fine.”

#c:lincoln

maxxwalsh‌:

“Good food I can do. What are you into?”

“Honestly something sweet or maybe spicy,” he answered. “What about you?”

#c:max

maxxwalsh‌:

“Good rule. That’s half the reason I ever went to family functions, honestly. Just eat and then find somewhere to hide. Any preferences on where we go?”

“Since you’re buying. I am up for any places as long it has good food.” he answered smiling looking at the other.

#c:max

Text to Dylan

Dylan: I need to meet him now

Dylan: I am coming over tomorrow

Ber: You do!

Ber: I'll clean up the house then! Right now it's a bit of a mess since I really didn't feel like cleaning for a few days buuut...

Dylan: I can help you clean if you want

#t:ber

tracy-hobbs‌:

“Shit, really?” He asked, sitting up from where he’d been lounging a bit dejectedly. Tracy had genuinely lost his tips and that had been all he had to pay for groceries. He glanced back towards the music shop the other was talking about. “OI! FUCKER!” Tracy shouted at the preppy kid, who was standing with a bunch of asshole friends. They all laughed as they hopped onto a bus and Tracy cursed. It was way too far down the street, too. He could barely even see them. There was no way he’d catch them. “…Thanks anyways, mate. Fuck. People can really suck the fun out of a day, can’t they?”

“How much did you manage to make from tips?” he asked looking at the other. Dylan honestly felt bad and he wanted to help and he did have some money on him that he could give the other.

#c:tracy

maxxwalsh‌:

“This week has been horrifically mundane and I need to forget about how boring my life has become. Come out with me? My treat.”

“I wish I can say the same honestly,” he replied with a sigh looking at the other. “I have this rule where I never say no to free food. Plus, thankfully my sister is around and watching my little brother.”

#c:max

tracy-hobbs‌:

“Oi, so…” Tracy cleared his throat from where he sat on the low stone wall, releasing smoke from between his lips. “Have y’seen a dickhead, blond, preppy git, looks like he’s in college, around? Should be carryin’ a guitar case with no fuckin’ guitar in it, because it belongs t’me? I dunno him, but he stole it, and it was full of tips and uh. Kinda need… that cash.”

Dylan was walking with a book in his hands on his way to pick up with little brother from school. He was glad that he had a half day and was tired and could not wait and go home. As he walked, someone grabbed his attention, “Yes. I think they are not too far from here. I saw them standing in front of that music shop.” he answered after a moment of listening to them.