let's make a deal

i believe in you

you will be excellent this year

and if you’re not that’s ok too it doesn’t mean you’re not smart

just remember to take care of yourself because your mental health is more important than your grades ok?

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i was thinking about where doppelgänger!ryan might have come from

[text: nose] you say that like douchebag status is new

[text: nose] i can do you one better than a hug - we could hang out, watch a movie?

[text: nose] it’d be a quiet movie though. maybe even silent. for your head

Christ, had his voice been that cutesy the entire time they’d been there?

Still, when Ryan looks back Ray doesn’t catch the look, and he is smiling. One hand out to the large white dog while the beagle attempts to trip it up from between it’s two front paws.

He’ll never admit it, though everyone probably already knows, that Ryan is the only person who might have been able to convince him to do this. Jack? Probably, but she would have made it all about herself to make it happen, and Ray would have complied because she’s the boss. Michael and Gavin? No. Ray’s the voice of reason for the lads more often than not, so he would have been the heavy piece of concrete that sunk the entire ship to the bottom of the ocean in order to make sure these dogs didn’t make it past the doors and out into the car. Geoff never would have asked in the first place- if he really wanted the dogs he would have just got them.

But for Ryan? And with the help of a whiny little Beagle who’s currently climbing into Ray’s lap and a Giant white ball of fur and teeth that’s currently sniffing over his shoulder towards her?

It turns out that the paperwork keeps them occupied there for another hour, with Ryan doing most of it. Ray had joined him at the beginning, but as it became more and more obvious that he’d be bored out of his skull, he’d told the lad to go play with the dogs before he fell asleep on the table.

So when it was all taken care of, Ray's hoodie was already covered in dog hair and Ryan couldn't wait to get out of there. The shelter provided them with generic collars and leashes, allowing them to leave, but there was still a lot of shit that went into taking care of dogs.

[text] but if it comes to a food fight, i will kick your ass

[text] i mean i can still pick up the pound cake mix