/How/?

Okay, that’s not fair.

How about you tell me why you think I’m one instead?

Yeah— puppies don’t look like humans.

Yup. So— did I prove you wrong?

Why else do you think I’m a “puppy”?

/Besides/ how I look.

Hey— I’m /much/ more helpless than a puppy.

As I said— I’m /obviously/ more helpless. [[With that, a chuckle.]]

I can hold my own. Like— when I threatened to shoot Monty. I wasn’t helpless then.

. . Still. My point stands.

I’m /not/ a puppy.

Comfortable sheets and fuzzy blankets go a long way.

I only now have an excuse not to run— like /hell/ am I dreaming about it.

Miss it? I get to skip PE, I couldn’t be happier about leaving it in the dust.

[[He n e e d s sleep. pardon him; but he’s literally falling asleep standing up,,]]

[[He really should— eventually.]]

[[If she can help him to bed first,, then sure.]]

[[this isn’t exactly what he meant, but it works. up the stairs and to the left.]]

| i’m at a party ftn so i’ll be here tmr ily all,,