#milo thread

Milo woke up alone which wasn't unexpected, it was made clear the night before the other had an early morning and Milo was expected to let himself out. He got out of bed, not bothering pulling on clothing yet. Coffee, he needed coffee then he could human.

‘That’s the last of ‘em!’ Milo thought in an accomplished huff. wiping the sweat from his brow. The last pile of hay was stored finally away. Closing the shed up, the man made his way to the white fence. Leaning against a post to enjoy the breeze. After a few minutes, he opened his eyes to see a figure walking down the dirt road. 

“Hello there!” He waved. “Lovely day isn’t it?”

The pokemon sniffs in Milo's direction, then smiles. She lets out a friendly "Scrafty!" and approaches him. It seems shes already used to humans, as she's unconcerned with his presence, but appears to be interested in whatever was in Milo's pocket.

“Hmm. This is pretty far from any desert area. Wonder if you got an owner.” He gave the area a quick look around, but the pokemon drew his eye back. “What are you after?” Milo followed her gaze. “You wanna know what I got?”  His hand didn’t have to dig deep. Pulling out a small bag of treats. “You got a whiff of this stuff uh?”

random dialogue from the recesses of my sleep-deprived brain ... sentence starters @lonelyheartedheathens

Shit My Polycule Has Said Part 2 @toothxandxclaw

Milo prided himself on being able to read customers pretty well. Who wanted silence, who wanted conversation and the vibe of said conversation. He hadn't opened with Whore Hoard of course but felt pretty safe in being able to and not ruin his five star rating.

“No away!” The farmer stood in awe at the surprise. He had to to shake the shock off of his face before it got too weird.With a large smile and colored cheeks, Milo reached out his arms to take the guitar. “This is amazing!” Normally his voices wasn’t so , but it was difficult to control himself. “And you came all the way to give it to me? Thanks so much!”