Re: Conversations
Fletch hmphs and looks at Bubba. "He'll stay on the bedroom floor today, but he's not supposed to sleep on the couch either way. Eh, you mutt?" He reaches down and scratches the mastiff's ears. "Don't think I don't catch the dog hairs on there now and then. Alright." He sighs and heads over to his bedroom door. Before entering, he turns towards Eve again. "The whole apartment is sun proof, if you were worried. If you need anything, anything at all, just holler and I'll be there. Good night... wait, no. Good day, then."