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Starter; Orion -> Evelyn

@frombehindpaleeyes

Orion had taken his eyes off Irene, his 6 month old Great Pyrenees puppy in training, for what had to only be less than 50 seconds when the next thing he knew was he spotted her dashing towards the tent where the treats were and in his grasp was now a currently dog free leash.

Cursing under his breath, the man almost vaulted over the table he was helping at for the Puppy Adoption event and ran after her, his voice raised.

@brooklynbred asked:

“I found you beat half to death in a dumpster. When I said I would call 9-1-1 you punched me in the face and said no before passing out.” - to Tristan

Reply; Tristan -> Steve

"And that didn't, y'know, give you the bloody hint that maybe, just maybe, it wouldn't be a good bleedin' idea to call the cops?!" Tristan huffed out in exasperation as he crouched behind said dumpster along with Steve, keeping a watchful eye on the cop that had been called- despite all attempts of preventing just that.

@lovelylostminds asked:

Charlotte nibbles the back of Tristan’s neck while hunched over his desk “You brought work, home?”

Tristan shuddered ever so slightly when Charlotte's teeth grazed his skin causing him to chuckle under his breath as he turned his head to the side to peek at her over his shoulder, brow raised.

"I know, luv, I know. I remember promising not to but I just- I wanted to get home. I didn't want to be stuck in the office when the thought of you being at home was just there and- I'm almost done?" He trailed off, giving her his best look of 'innocence' as he could muster.

"You know... I think this is the very first time I'm touching sand." And considering she lived a couple of miles from the beach, it was a little depressing, but Bonnie couldn't stop grinning behind her veil, carefully resting her bad knee on the sand so she could cup some of it with her hand. She had some vague memory of it, but she didn't remember more than seeing the landscape from the nearest road.