[Travis sticks his hands in his pockets, following him down the hall. At the mention of a dog, his eyes widen and he smiles.]
Can I meet him first? What's his name?
[Travis and animals are like peanut butter and jelly. Most animals love him. Of course, he won't let the focus stray too much. His hands really miss the warmth of Charles' body.]
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Can I meet him first? What's his name?
[Travis and animals are like peanut butter and jelly. Most animals love him. Of course, he won't let the focus stray too much. His hands really miss the warmth of Charles' body.]