decadent-rider
Twenty Thousand Club
She frowned more and rubbed Henry’s back in large circles, kissing his shoulder repeatedly. “I’ll go call the vet.” She told him quietly, taking Lana to leave him with privacy for a minute then came back and sat with him again. “They’re gonna come pick him up okay?” She murmured, kissing his cheek. “You want me to rearrange the registry appointment for tomorrow?” She asked him quietly.
Ivar frowned more, resting his head back and watching her. “Talk to me.” He mumbled tiredly, feeling like someone was repeatedly slamming a sledgehammer into his spine and closed his eyes.
Ivar frowned more, resting his head back and watching her. “Talk to me.” He mumbled tiredly, feeling like someone was repeatedly slamming a sledgehammer into his spine and closed his eyes.