09-18-2023, 07:35 PM
Viego yawned and streached as he got out of the APC. He didn't use to feel cramped in it, but lately he felt a little cramped in his own skin. No cramped wasn't the work. It just felt... tight. He perked up when he heard the mention of food and snacks. "I hope they got anything chocolate." He grinned. Knowing the dog boys couldn't have chocolate usually meant that Viego got their share of those snacks.