03-26-2021, 01:29 AM
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— addy didn’t purposefully avoid the goats. he just didn’t see much use in going to them unless he had to. when he decided to take up the chores of caring for them, he found himself almost a loss. why the hell would he do that? staring at the goats as they ate the hay set out for them, he grimaced slightly to himself. one of the goats raised their head to stare at him, those soulless eyes staring ahead towards the redhead. something about it made addy’s eye threaten to twitch. christ. whose idea was it to get these ugly fucks anyway? more importantly- why? was goat milk that much of a luxury
then again, maybe that was a question that many people asked about the redhead, himself. he wasn’t exactly the most proactive around the district nowadays, sort of shrugging off most responsibilities for the comfort of his own home. for the familiar. he never prided himself on being an extrovert, but with all the events going on around the district as of late, he felt an extra bit withdrawn. he didn’t have the energy to be bothered by others when there were more important things that needed to be done. when lucerne didn’t have the medical supplies he truly needed to make the difference he wanted to make on the world. it was too damn hard to get these supplies. he was half-tempted to go get them back from the badlands himself.
yet another part of it kept him planted at the district, unwilling to leave. stuck taking care of the goats. sighing, he stared grumpily towards the goats one more time. then, taking a few steps closer, he watched as the goats seemed otherwise unfazed by his presence. probably used to people coming and messing with them all the time, and all the kids coming to feed and pet them. waiting a moment, he reached his hand out to slowly run down one of their backs. well, surely they didn’t have them for their fur; they weren’t the best animals to pet.
— addy didn’t purposefully avoid the goats. he just didn’t see much use in going to them unless he had to. when he decided to take up the chores of caring for them, he found himself almost a loss. why the hell would he do that? staring at the goats as they ate the hay set out for them, he grimaced slightly to himself. one of the goats raised their head to stare at him, those soulless eyes staring ahead towards the redhead. something about it made addy’s eye threaten to twitch. christ. whose idea was it to get these ugly fucks anyway? more importantly- why? was goat milk that much of a luxury
then again, maybe that was a question that many people asked about the redhead, himself. he wasn’t exactly the most proactive around the district nowadays, sort of shrugging off most responsibilities for the comfort of his own home. for the familiar. he never prided himself on being an extrovert, but with all the events going on around the district as of late, he felt an extra bit withdrawn. he didn’t have the energy to be bothered by others when there were more important things that needed to be done. when lucerne didn’t have the medical supplies he truly needed to make the difference he wanted to make on the world. it was too damn hard to get these supplies. he was half-tempted to go get them back from the badlands himself.
yet another part of it kept him planted at the district, unwilling to leave. stuck taking care of the goats. sighing, he stared grumpily towards the goats one more time. then, taking a few steps closer, he watched as the goats seemed otherwise unfazed by his presence. probably used to people coming and messing with them all the time, and all the kids coming to feed and pet them. waiting a moment, he reached his hand out to slowly run down one of their backs. well, surely they didn’t have them for their fur; they weren’t the best animals to pet.