[ moving toward his kitchen counter where he has everything he used before in place — bowls, a whisk, the cake mix tucked inside of its box he hasn't opened yet — all bellamy needs to worry about now is making sure the dogs stay out of the kitchen. it's a little difficult to ensure, given the layout of his apartment, but zelo seems to grow disinterested and curls up at the end of his bed. it's nike who lingers, sitting down the moment she sees him lingering by the counter, expecting a treat or seven to be supplied to her. ]
Too big.
[ he leans up to open a cupboard, fishing around for a decent dog treat. all he has is biscuits in the shape of dog bones, so he throws one in zelo's direction and drops one in front of nike. ]
Think I'm going to need to get them their own apartment next to mine.
[ or a bigger place, but bellamy's always lived in compacted places. having space is an odd concept for him. he's so used to living on top of another being. ]
[ leaning against the counter, he crosses his arms against his chest. nodding toward the cake mix of chocolate cake, he looks to her and tries to hide any amusement he feels. it fails, though; his lips quirk upward at the thought of raven reyes attempting to master a simple cake. ] Have at it.
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Too big.
[ he leans up to open a cupboard, fishing around for a decent dog treat. all he has is biscuits in the shape of dog bones, so he throws one in zelo's direction and drops one in front of nike. ]
Think I'm going to need to get them their own apartment next to mine.
[ or a bigger place, but bellamy's always lived in compacted places. having space is an odd concept for him. he's so used to living on top of another being. ]
[ leaning against the counter, he crosses his arms against his chest. nodding toward the cake mix of chocolate cake, he looks to her and tries to hide any amusement he feels. it fails, though; his lips quirk upward at the thought of raven reyes attempting to master a simple cake. ] Have at it.