[Good afternoon, Luceti. Are you ready to have your quiet afternoon disturbed by a rather girly screech? Because that's what's about to happen when Emil's nap is suddenly rudely interrupted by a large blue canine form being unceremoniously deposited atop him. His flailing knocks his journal off the nightstand, causing it to record the chaos that follows.
From the sound of the startled barking (and growling) immediately after, Emil isn't the only one who was startled.]
Whoa! I-I'm really sorry, please don't eat me!
WOOF!
I said I was sorry...!
(OOC: This is a joint post! Replies may come from Emil, Repede, or both. Probably mostly from Emil, for obvious reasons.)
From the sound of the startled barking (and growling) immediately after, Emil isn't the only one who was startled.]
Whoa! I-I'm really sorry, please don't eat me!
WOOF!
I said I was sorry...!
(OOC: This is a joint post! Replies may come from Emil, Repede, or both. Probably mostly from Emil, for obvious reasons.)