[09 || it was easier to type when the puppy thing was a metaphor]

[sweetdeath]

...this is kind of a fun curse! Except I can't open the door. Or, you know. Work can openers. Let's not talk about what trying to cook would be like --

Uh, sorry, I'm not gonna make it in to work!

Tatsumi, you still human-shaped? I've got a bunch of gourmet leftovers in the freezer, and if you could get some out and reheat it for me you can share 'em for dinner. I forgot to leave a bowl of dog food out last night, see.

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[Tsuzuki leaned into Tatsumi's hand, eyes squeezing shut. His neck really had been itchy, and (surprisingly for someone whose idea of a pet was a piggy bank) Tatsumi was pretty good at scratching fur. His tail thumped against the floor of its own accord.]

...Ooh, right there, thanks.