text, u.n: j.watson

[enarms]

He looks cute but he's a thieving little shit. If you've lost anything small over the last few weeks, sorry. I'll bring it back if you get in touch.

[ is this John Watson, posting photos of his ferret to soothe the masses? it might be. but he also genuinely does have a room full of trinkets that don't belong to him, and there are also a few attached images here of all the things his little tyke of an animal has thieved while John's been otherwise engaged.

(but mostly he's just hanging out with a long fluff, finding it therapeutic and wants to share the feeling - and hey, sooner or later somebody has to get back to pretending nothing's happening and treating the network like a Facebook wall. why not him?) ]

(( ooc: feel free to chime in with "that X in the picture is mine"/"do you have my Y?" etc if you fancy it! basic guidelines are if a ferret could feasibly carry it, this ferret could feasibly have stolen it. ))

Comments

[priorly]

[The obvious question:]

What are the weekends?

[enarms]

Work.

[ yyyyes he sure is going back immediately. ]

[priorly]

[This is where Prior would ask if he'd slept but. You know.]

Oh, that old rival. Always competing with me for attention, a girl could feel inadequate.

A friday then. I am supposed to be resting this week, I'm told. Unless you'd like to feed me peeled grapes.

[enarms]

I would not.

[ but he does appreciate the active mention of getting some rest in. Good. ]

Next Friday? I might stretch to bringing you come grapes or another fruit of your choice in the meantime, if you're lucky.

[priorly]

Grapes are too acidic. You can bring me cheese and crackers. Bring Little John, we'll make a picnic of it.

[enarms]

[ what's that sound? it's John's hand dragging down his face. ]

He's going to start answering to that.

[priorly]

He slept on my chest for three days, he already does.

[enarms]

You're both traitors.

[priorly]

Are you jealous?

...Which of us are you jealous of?

[enarms]

I'm upset that you're both happy to besmirch my good name is what I am.

[priorly]

Considering what of mine's been besmirched, I think I'm more than within my rights.

Anyway, it isn't your name. Unless you already know of something with the moniker.

[enarms]

Go away. You watch and see if I bring you any crackers now.

[priorly]

So you do.

[enarms]

No. I don't. I just don't appreciate you lowering the tone of my very tasteful pet-shaming post.