#thread:august

“this way, buddy.” august beckoned his newest foster dog to his side, making his way down the trail in the park. spotting two familiar faces in the distance, his heart raced. his crush on the older woman was ridiculous, and he knew that. but there was nothing wrong with talking to her, right? he’d never try anything -- jen would never be interested in him anyways. “hey, fancy seeing you here.” he greeted her with a smile that only grew when her daughter noticed him and her eyes lit up. “hi matilda, how’s it going? are you giving willy his prescription hugs and kisses every day?” 

august had just finished up with a patient and was keeping an eye on the front desk while the receptionist went on her lunch break. something he only did when the other receptionist called off -- which was often. he’s using the opportunity to fill out some paperwork when the bell rings on the front door. he looks up and smiles at the familiar face. “hey eleanor, how’re you today?” he greets the girl, scribbling on the paper in front of him. “what can i do for ya?”