Yeah, Jamie could understand the feeling. Of all things, a snowshoe hare. A prey animal. It was something he'd gotten used to, though, and he could only assume eventually, given enough time, Oliver would get used to it, too.

I mean really, c'mon now, raccoons were super cute.

"No problem," he answered, a little more sunshine in his voice than before. "I actually wanted to tell you about this show I saw the other day..."

Above them, the moon was full and behind them, Other Ashdown had left its mark on their lives, but that didn't mean they couldn't enjoy a little normalcy here and there. As strange as the night had admittedly been, it was finally beginning to wind down.


Melancholies
Wanna call it here?