“One week and I’ll treat you to dinner every day for the second week.”
{compromising is her specialty.}

“Deal.”
{when did he ever say he was above bribery?}
“…I’ll watch him for four days.”

“Two weeks.”
{a dog is a big decision.}
His ears flick back, and then he just sets his head on Jack’s lap and hopes he looks pathetic enough for just a small bite of the food.

{he sees the size of his jaw. just a bite will be half his sandwich.
he hands it over to avoid the fight.}
“Fine.”
[ Text ]: You would.
[ Text ]: Is there a legitimate reason why you asked me if you’re hot?
[text]: not especially.
(Source: misterwhitewinter-blog1)
The wolf looks sheepish, his teeth but inches away from the lunch tray.

“Bad dog.”
{pouty little jack.}
[ Text ]: This is really what you text me at 1am?
[ Text ]: Yes…
[ Text ]: I hope your ego hasn’t sky rocketed now.
[text]: my ego is average
[text]: but i’m screenshotting this text and hanging a print of it on my wall
”I do. Things are simpler when I’m alone.”

“Okay, that’s the saddest thing I’ve ever heard.”
(Source: misterwhitewinter-blog1)
”You’re obnoxious. Being by myself is relaxing.”

“Nobody wants to be by themselves.”
(Source: misterwhitewinter-blog1)
”Excuse me? There’s nothing sad about it. I’m mean because I want to be. Stop looking into it.”

“Can’t unsee it.
I’m going to find what relaxes you. It’s decided.”
(Source: misterwhitewinter-blog1)