Coconut Grove i'd promise you anything for another shot at life.

he didn't need to have one paw in the grave to realize fox was fucking with him. the smirk said it all. but that word. . .

what's a sandwich? aditya asked, lifting his brow in question, his hawkish eyes turning toward the young man. it must be good if you bring it up now.

he shook his head slowly upon his paws, returning his gaze to the ocean. i can tell you, fox, that if it's bad to be alone now, it's even worse when you're an old man, he mused. it's not the worst idea to have a plan.

like some sort of insurance agent. (what's that? aditya asked. oh shit, we shouldn't break the fourth wall with this character.)

family around? he queried briefly, not looking away from the shore.