Dramatic Pupper

    he  smiled,  looking  at  the  other.   the  moment  the  other  proposed  to  hang  with  him  at  his  place,  the  male  chuckled.   “  i  don’t  think  that’s  a  good  idea.   mine  is  just  as  crowded.   maybe  we  can  go  get  food  or  something.  ”   brook  chuckled,  still  trying  to  figure  out  the  other.

He nodded slowly. “Food sounds good for now. I know a good burger joint around the corner that serves burgers that are actually good for you and not just greasy messes.” He said, pointing his thumb over his shoulder. His brow furrowed a bit as he tried to remember whether he’d given his name.

“Yeah I know, we just got this weird information that people around the area are selling drugs to minors and other crazy dudes, and since you’re popular around I figured that you might give me a few names if you’re up for a deal.” He nodded. “But… if you think you don’t want to get involved… it’s ok, I’ll find someone else.”

He let out a bit of a snort of a laugh. “Someone told you I’m popular? You might want to ask where that guy is getting their stuff, because it’s obviously the top-shelf stuff.” He said, chuckling to himself. “I mean, what kind of deal did you have in mind? I might be persuaded to keep my ears open.”

“Yeah, but the day will come and you guys will be all you have.” He smiled and looked at his baby boy. He was proud of all that Vince had accomplished so far and knew that his son would be great. He looked at the road and continued to speak. “So what do you want for dinner tonight? I have to see if Lysander is coming over tonight or not.” He stated softly and looked at the other, trying to make conversation so when they get to the designation Vince would be totally surprised.

“Dinner already? It’s only ten AM.” He said, a little confused but didn’t think too much into it. “Well, something we haven’t had in a long time is Dad’s family recipe for pasta with meat sauce.” He pointed out, shrugging a bit. “It would be nice to have that again, honestly.”

A mouth full of Dr. Pepper, hand pressed tight around the ice-cold can during a lull in the conversation, Logan couldn’t help the confused look that spread across his featurse. He swallowed, wiping his lips and hands with a nearby napkin, half-eaten sandwich sitting a few inches from where he discarded it afterward. “Uh, sure.” He spoke softly, reaching up to press a hand against the other’s shoulder. “You alright, dude?”

“I’ve just never been good at the whole death and injury thing.” He said, biting his lip. “It just makes me think of these awful horror movies I accidentally saw back when I was a kid. It makes me all queasy.”

“Yeah, Vince, We can talk about the drugs that I saw some of your friends dealing with the other day, can you name some of them?” Jutsin was a cop, but a nice cop, he wasn’t actually trying to get information out of the kid, just trying a different way to talk to him since he had a lot of time to kill.

Vince’s eyes widened, in a way that only belied he had no idea who was dealing or what they were dealing. “I swear I have no idea. I mean, I could probably tell you which of them are doing them, but from what I hear, the dealers don’t tend to do their own product.” 

It was an odd request to get from his father. Go out to Orion’s house and deliver some baked goods as a sort of peace offering. Vince didn’t think it would help much, but it might start it the right direction. Arriving at the doorstep, a scent tickled his nose that he couldn’t quite place. Shrugging it off, he rang the doorbell and waited, the basket of muffins and other pastries in his arms.

christian: i could use a bit of a pick-me-up.

christian: i'm out of a ten hour operation.

    “  yea,  well,  they  need  to  realize  that  they  should  be  the  leaders,  the  ones  everyone  should  look  up  to,  but  i  guess  some  are  stuck  trying  to  show  off  their  power,  ”   he  said.   “   i  might  avoid  it  as  much  as  i  can.   then  again,  i  avoid  alphas  that  have  such  egos.  ”   he  responded.   “  brook.   nice  meeting  you,  in  such  circumstances.  ”

“I agree with you there, definitely.” He said, smiling. He appeared to think a bit before speaking. “Well, since this is a bust, wanna hang out together? We could go to your place and just chill. I’d offer my own place, but there’s too many people.”

Skylar: And you're lucky you look pretty when you're on your knees, begging me to fuck your virgin ass, puppy.

Skylar: Such a needy little puppy.

Skylar: Maybe if you got down on your knees and begged me for it, I'd consider it.

Skylar: ...You're a virgin?

Skylar: Just to be clear, that doesn't surprise me at all. i'm just rather perplexed over the fact that you're so shameless about admitting this to me.

Carlos chuckled and shook his head. “If you think about it…Parents probably think the same thing, do they not?” Carlos asked curiously. “They probably don’t want to see as much as their kids. And kids have a habit of wearing more…Provocative outfits.”

Vince paused for a second. “That’s fair, but they are the only people I see running around in loincloths.” He pointed out, not even looking back anymore.

Charlie couldn’t help but laugh a little, though he could definitely see why Vince didn’t approve of what his dads were wearing.  The Omega personally found the costumes fun, but they also weren’t his relatives.  “It could be worse?  Maybe.  Could be even more sexy like that outfit right here.”  He said, pointing to someone who apparently was very comfortable with themselves.

“I wouldn’t mind so much if they were covered a bit more. You can be sexy without showing 90% of your skin.” He said, picking up a few snacks as he went along the table.