Coconut Grove if nautical nonsense be something you wish

gross, called out tristan as bat turned to go, watching her for a second before glancing back at breccan with an amiable expression.

he listened, shocking, before nodding a few times. fo sho brotha -- we've got plenty of space! he told him, tail wagging behind him, you scout, right? anything else you're into? honestly, tristan didn't give a flying FUC k. but like, it felt like the thing he needed to do as the alpha... er, leader. and it was good conversation or whatever. besides, what if breccan said something really kinky? HAH. that'd be so funny. and weird! like, what! why would he even say that! ah, damn. what if he said bat? ope. should've stuck with thinking about a stranger saying something kinky. that would've been funnier.