auld lang syne

@anathematiques

im in and out like the tide

>Snorting a bit at the conversation, he got himself dressed and ready to go. After all, he didn’t want to walk up into the pet clinic in the buff or in his boxers. Just wouldn’t be right. After pulling his hair back and putting on his glasses, he grabbed his holoband and slipped it on his finger. He tacked in the coordinates and managed to whisk himself over to David’s house in a decently quick time. Upon arrival, he cocked a brow and pocketed his hands.

He had managed to get them all into their respective carriers, placating the wails with treats and hums and promises of all the things kitties shouldn't have when they got back. (He was lying, of course, but the cats didn't need to know that.) It wasn't long after that that he heard the sound of Dirk's arrival, and turned towards him. ...He absolutely looked like he'd been herding cats all morning. Poor guy. Gesturing at the carriers, he huffed.