#overworkedmouse

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As surprising as it is, Wolf wouldn’t think he’d be back in Venom soon...or ever; although it seems that things are less hectic nowadays, he always ends up having a few bad memories stuck in his mind regarding certain events that took place in the same planet he’s found himself in right now.

The space pirate had just gotten out of his Wolfen not too long ago, and has been taking his time scoping out the area in hopes of finding this person he’s looking for. Wolf made sure to memorize the report word by word, he wouldn’t want to confuse the target with someone else; and that target: young venomian who happens to have quite the talent with technology.

Gaining a better view after brushing himself through some bushes, Wolf comes across a more open area, which allows him to hear the locals nearby; though a lone figure catches his attention as he’s attempting to enjoy the view. Seems like Wolf has an opportunity to not attract too much attention, and so he decides to approach this individual, making sure that he has no weapons visible, to not scare this person off.

❝   Oh uh, gee you didn’t need to go through all that trouble that’s so nice of you! Thanks!  ❞

Again, he was rather surprised to get anything, especially from someone who he didn’t even know well. Pulling open the present his remaining eye lights up with intrigue. Certainly, he could use this for journaling or maybe a sketchbook, even if there were lines it could be good practice for if he decided to pursue animation and art like he wanted to in the past.

At first his eye widens at the remark. Then his brow furrows, a knowing smile creeps upon his muzzle. Lifting his clawed hand to his chin, he casts a grin at Mize.

“No, we haven’t. My name’s Mize, and I just heard through the grapevine you were needing some cheering up.”

“And hey, chocolate’s always good right?”

[ Put ☎ in my ask for your muses info in my muses phone: | Accepting! ]

NAME: Mouse Boy (Mize)

RINGTONE: Unravel ( Acoustic Version ) by TK from Ling Tosite Sigure

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LAST TEXT RECEIVED: “Um. How did you get this number and what did you add me for? A few laughs at my miserable life?”