i tried moving the fridge and exhausted myself so i’m laying on the kitchen floor.
YOU DEFINITELY SHOULD. SWEATERS ON RABBITS ARE SO CUTE.
I AM GLAD TO HEAR THAT YOU ARE DOING WELL. I HAVE BEEN MERELY WORKING AT MY BAKERY AND KNITTING THINGS FOR MY PETS. I LEAD A VERY DULL LIFE, I AM AFRAID.
the most exciting thing to happen to me is i went out to lunch and shopping with a famous director and today i dropped my voice box next to the fridge and can’t get it out.
so don’t worry i’m not too far behind you in boring lives.
I HAVE BEEN VERY WELL! I MADE MY PET RABBITS SWEATERS TODAY.
WHAT HAVE YOU BEEN UP TO? HAVE YOU BEEN EATING PROPERLY? ARE YOU GETTING ENOUGH SLEEP?
that’s so cute. i should get robert and rosalind sweaters. i don’t think zelda would like that, though. (r&r are my rabbits, zelda is my cat!)
i’ve been working in a bookstore! and i don’t know, i guess? i’m not hungry or anything and i sleep pretty okay generally.
i’m glad to hear you’re doing good!
i have very skinny arms i could probably get it
i mean. i’d feel bad making you come here just for that. ):
"Guess we are."
He snickers and sits on down, relaxing and most definitely making himself at home as he props his feet up on John’s coffee table and waits for the other to return. When he does he accepts the cup with a smile and sips it gratuitously.
"If it gets uncomfortable…the collar I mean…you’re welcome to take it off."
John sat next to him, taking a deep breath and stretching again, feeling the collar press into his neck a little as he shifted and moved. That was. Huh. An interesting feeling. He sipped his own apple juice and hummed quietly, hand returning to the box with a smile and a shake of his head.
"No, I don’t mind it. It’s definitely different, but I mean that’s kinda how this is supposed to go, right?" He let go to wiggle his fingers in David’s direction a bit. "I’m the pet, I wear the collar. I’m down with this." Sip. He was a little curious as to the man’s intentions, but he wasn’t going to question it for now. Afterall, he’d taken him out to lunch and bought him new clothes - there wasn’t a whole lot John wouldn’t do at this point.
David moves to stand behind him, calloused fingers fumbling with the collar so he can loosen it a little. Once he deems that it’s got enough slack he steps away and once again puts his hands in his pockets.
"Got any AJ?"
Quiet noise of confusion was heard before David slid behind him, adjusting the collar and making it a bit looser around his neck. Much better. He wiggled a few fingers under it again. Definitely. Even though it was still a little weird to be wearing one in the first place. He was definitely willing to, even in spite of their little arrangement for the day. Call him eager to try new things.
"AJ?" He smiled. "You Striders are all alike, huh?" He snickered and headed towards the kitchen, waving David after him. "Yeah, I’ve got some. I’ve got sparkling AJ too, if you want some." He stepped into the kitchen and pulled out two glasses, filling them both and offering one to his guest.