"I could go back to Whiskers," he threatens with a smirk, stretching out and letting himself enjoy the high coupled with such pleasant emotions, a far cry from where it'd started. He'd been all prepared for a pity party and now he can't stop smiling.
"Keep talkin' like that and you're gonna need fight past that whisky dick."
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Date: 2025-01-16 03:52 pm (UTC)"Keep talkin' like that and you're gonna need fight past that whisky dick."