[Sean settles back and relaxes in the bed as Connor heads off. Fantastic. Not only did he get laid, but now he's getting to relax in a very, very comfortable bed. Could it get any better?
... what's that sound- OH GOD! Sean's world is suddenly full of dog and mostly dog hair. He sputters and laughs, and ends up making room for the dog, which isn't actually that much of a bother, because he's a friendly fellow.
By the time Connor's back, Sean and Musubi have settled in nicely, Sean idly scratching Musubi's chin and head now and then. And soon as Connor settles by him, Sean rolls over slightly so he can sling an arm around Connor's stomach.]
Nah, don't worry about me. I saw a bus stop about a block down when we were driving up, and I've got one of those handy passes that gives you all the rides your heart can desire.
[He gestures vaguely to his wallet, tucked in his pants on the floor, which are still crumpled down there with his shirt. Sean's clearly not too worried about looking rumbled tomorrow when he does his Ride of Triumphant back to his apartment.]
I still can't get over how cheap the fares are here. New York had a better system, but I couldn't pay less than fifty bucks to ride anywhere I wanted all month long. You know what they charge? A hundred and twenty dollars if you want the monthly pass. It's a crime. Here I am, staying off the road, doing my civic duty of not risking the lives of innocent people with my absolutely terrible driving, and the City of New York was asking me to pay a hundred and twenty dollars. Detroit's still charging me but at least I'm getting nearly three passes in Detroit for the price of one in NYC.
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[Sean settles back and relaxes in the bed as Connor heads off. Fantastic. Not only did he get laid, but now he's getting to relax in a very, very comfortable bed. Could it get any better?
... what's that sound- OH GOD! Sean's world is suddenly full of dog and mostly dog hair. He sputters and laughs, and ends up making room for the dog, which isn't actually that much of a bother, because he's a friendly fellow.
By the time Connor's back, Sean and Musubi have settled in nicely, Sean idly scratching Musubi's chin and head now and then. And soon as Connor settles by him, Sean rolls over slightly so he can sling an arm around Connor's stomach.]
Nah, don't worry about me. I saw a bus stop about a block down when we were driving up, and I've got one of those handy passes that gives you all the rides your heart can desire.
[He gestures vaguely to his wallet, tucked in his pants on the floor, which are still crumpled down there with his shirt. Sean's clearly not too worried about looking rumbled tomorrow when he does his Ride of Triumphant back to his apartment.]
I still can't get over how cheap the fares are here. New York had a better system, but I couldn't pay less than fifty bucks to ride anywhere I wanted all month long. You know what they charge? A hundred and twenty dollars if you want the monthly pass. It's a crime. Here I am, staying off the road, doing my civic duty of not risking the lives of innocent people with my absolutely terrible driving, and the City of New York was asking me to pay a hundred and twenty dollars. Detroit's still charging me but at least I'm getting nearly three passes in Detroit for the price of one in NYC.