Aug 15, 2017
/ @jcmood
kc, though things draw his attention, rarely is he interested and rarely can they hold it. he sees the screen for all but two seconds before his eyes are on his brother, chin over the seat of the couch. if he takes a seat he’s invested, if he stays on his feet he’s ready to move on.
why do you want one? why do you need one? can you take care of one?
kc is glad for the rationale his brother doesn’t shove down his throat and it makes him smile, bright and excited. “don’t know. didn’t check. just want one. gray or orange? do black tabbies exist? maybe black.”
