"Don't encourage her," he snorts, unlacing his boots and leaving them by the door. He flips on the lights and Mae looks up, tail wagging.
Jacob hadn't brought much from the barge - some spare clothes, food and treats for Mae just in case, and his own stash of protein powder that he keeps in a worn backpack on the floor. A small DVD player sits on the lesser-used pillow on the bed.
He takes his gun from the holster and sets it on the dresser, giving Mae a scratch as he does.
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Date: 2024-09-27 08:50 pm (UTC)Jacob hadn't brought much from the barge - some spare clothes, food and treats for Mae just in case, and his own stash of protein powder that he keeps in a worn backpack on the floor. A small DVD player sits on the lesser-used pillow on the bed.
He takes his gun from the holster and sets it on the dresser, giving Mae a scratch as he does.
"She's lazy is what she is," he says fondly.