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fandomtownies2020-06-25 06:37 am
howareyanow) wrote in fandomtownies2020-06-25 06:37 am
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Furnado Animal Shelter Thursday [06/25].
When Wayne came into the shelter today, he was a little bit...bothered. It was cute as all hell, but it was also a little worrisome to think that some of the dogs had been outfitted with slippers and were prancing around in them, and some of them were prancing around in straw hats and bowties, and some of 'em were even straight up dressed up like they were ready to go to the fuckin' office.
It wasn't the costumes themselves that was the worrisome part for Wayne. It was just that he couldn't be sure whether or not it was just the island dressin' up the pups like this or if it was jus' the fact that Prompto had been here for the Wednesday activity and that he could have mebbe slipped in and did all this before he left.
"Fuckin' 10-ply, little bud," he murmured, shaking his head, and trying to ignore a bunch of cats dressed up for a tea party.
Furnado is open!
It wasn't the costumes themselves that was the worrisome part for Wayne. It was just that he couldn't be sure whether or not it was just the island dressin' up the pups like this or if it was jus' the fact that Prompto had been here for the Wednesday activity and that he could have mebbe slipped in and did all this before he left.
"Fuckin' 10-ply, little bud," he murmured, shaking his head, and trying to ignore a bunch of cats dressed up for a tea party.
Furnado is open!