( oh boy, yeah, okay — the fact that he hadn't texted is either going to mean it's something he's embarrassed about … or something much more serious, but he would much prefer to bet on the former than the latter, and he's going to follow the dog as quickly as they both can go in order to find out just what's going on.
they come to a tree and the dog sits as though told to do so. looks back at him, and then up, and.
oh.
he.
oh no.
gojo, at the very least, has the decency to cover his smile with one hand as he peers upward, though there is a distinct twinkle in his eye. unmistakable. he is amused.)
Are you stuck? ( he asks in a wavering voice, on the verge of laughter. ) How'd you get up there?
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Date: 2023-04-13 01:11 am (UTC)they come to a tree and the dog sits as though told to do so. looks back at him, and then up, and.
oh.
he.
oh no.
gojo, at the very least, has the decency to cover his smile with one hand as he peers upward, though there is a distinct twinkle in his eye. unmistakable. he is amused. )
Are you stuck? ( he asks in a wavering voice, on the verge of laughter. ) How'd you get up there?