“You're kidding, right?” As Will angled the book so that she could see it, Sam set her coffee aside and pushed herself over to peer at his art, both hands on the nearer armrest so that she could lift herself to see a bit better (without actually standing). She wasn't sure what she'd expected, exactly, but Beartruck had been illustrated with great care and an attentive eye. “That's great! Look; I especially appreciate how monster that monster truck is and this bear being so visibly mad with horse-power. Look at that bristle. But can you answer one question for me?”
Sam settled back, tilting her head as if the question she wanted to ask was a serious one.
“We're gonna take it that this is a werebear, right? If for no other reason, giving the bear pants pockets for a place to put its keys?”
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Date: 2017-12-19 10:37 pm (UTC)Sam settled back, tilting her head as if the question she wanted to ask was a serious one.
“We're gonna take it that this is a werebear, right? If for no other reason, giving the bear pants pockets for a place to put its keys?”