 Unforgivably Cursed | adultescent
"Oh.. yeah, sure," Gunnar said vaguely to Jillian in response to her offering to help with baths, his eyes still on the dogs, trying to determine who to start with first. Or, you know, she could just give them baths herself since she was so keen. He had plenty of other work he could be doing with these animals.
His eyes soon landed on the most boisterous of the dogs and he smiled a bit. "You look like you could use some tiring out." Perhaps it would be best to start with the most energetic ones as they not only seemed eager to be out of their cages, but then they might become more subdued for other tasks.
And he went to retrieve a leash, pausing as he heard a rattling sound not seeming to be coming from the dog cages. He turned and gave a curious look to the girls. "Did you hear that?"
__________________ started like a knight in a fairytale_______________________________________________
ended like a moth in flames______________________
______________________don't you worry I'll be fine
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