refractures | wenis / w

[ The air is nice and crispy at the park and Seodore is here tossing some chex mix to a squirrel. It scarfs it down immediately and decides to sit on his shoe.

...

This is his life now. ]

Hey, you know what happens when you feed little beasts like that, don't you?

[she's perched somewhere nearby, legs crossed, watching him.]

What? That they'll come back for more? Great! I won't have to go looking for them, then.

[ ... Sure.

He tosses another chex mix pretzel at it. ]

For what, food?

[why. they're squirrels.]

To pass the time, of course! There's some sort of enlightenment about helping the wild to preserve itself... or something.

If it could preserve itself, it wouldn't need your help. You're wasting your time.

I'm enjoying my time, so I don't consider it a waste.

[ He has that :3c sort of face when he turns to look back at her. ]

Whatever. It'll work out for the rest of us if these things just run right up expecting food, anyway-- if we manage to run out of supplies, they'll really help out~

These small things? It can hardly feed anyone.

[ He lifts his leg a little with the squirrel still on it. It stares at W for a moment before hopping down Seodore's leg.

Then it launches itself at her shoe. ]

[im sorry about her.

because she reflexively kicks it. nope!! do not!]

[ The squirrel is kicked like a football and goes flying. Bye, squirrel... Seodore just watches this happen. ]

Poor thing. Afraid that it has rabies?