( coop, for however pseudo-shy he might be sometimes over text, certainly doesn't mind the brief pause for ogling — in fact, he may even relish in it, flex his arms a little as he stretches, grin seemingly permanently etched onto his face. it's fine. it's cool. )
You don't gotta tell me twice, ( the wolf laughs, shoving a piece of bacon into his mouth. ) And it's crispy — damn.
( his senses are already stronger than a normal human's, and everything smells so damn good that it's almost overwhelming, practically salivating. ) I dunno where to even go from here.
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You don't gotta tell me twice, ( the wolf laughs, shoving a piece of bacon into his mouth. ) And it's crispy — damn.
( his senses are already stronger than a normal human's, and everything smells so damn good that it's almost overwhelming, practically salivating. ) I dunno where to even go from here.