chanyeol

Dog nuzzled at Chanyeol's feet. 'You're a great master. I love you. You throw the best sticks. And your socks smell awesome.' ___________________________________________ Chanyeol yawned. 'Really? Thanks, dude.' He scrunched his nose. 'Why are you suddenly being so nice?' ___________________________________________ 'I want a walk.' ___________________________________________ 'Oh. Well.' Chanyeol struggled to pull himself from bed. 'Just. Let me fix myself a cuppa first. Here, go play with my socks.' ___________________________________________ 'Yay.' ___________________________________________ It was far too early to be having walks, so in addition to his daily Irish Breakfast, Chanyeol mixed in a pile of mocha nut mate and some white monkey. He felt every bit a mad scientist with his crazy bed hair and impulsive caffeine concoction, but something that smelled that good couldn't be bad, right? Right. ___________________________________________ Chanyeol had just stepped outside when the super caffeinated tea began working its way through his system, leaving him feeling a little peculiar. ___________________________________________ He took a deep breath of morning air. but it made him feel real high. ___________________________________________ Up ahead a boy was trying to drag a cat on a leash. Passionately, Chanyeol screamed at the top of his lungs: ___________________________________________ HEY! WHAT'S GOIN' ON?