 • HuffleStud • Knight of The Zodiac • Manly Beard-Grower • Cicatrice de Harry •
Like the Flash who was dashing across the floor, Dash was expecting some fighting along the way. Their races often ended early a few times with some friendly tackling. But this was almost too easy as his shoes were ditched before reaching the bed to jump on. Looking down as he hopped up and down.
"Looks like I win," Dash beamed down at Rafael who decided to stand against the doorframe. He was earning that knowing look that prompted more of their physical games. "I think I'm in the mood for.... some steak," Dash continued jumping at the question he was asked. Normally, he detested being compared to a monkey and it would have earned a nice bat-bogie hex but this was Rafa, who was too sweet to ever think of wanting to upset him. And Dash understood the harmless context which had him laughing now. "It's been a while since I heard of that rhyme," Something about them falling off and landing on their head, one by one. "Sooo are you going to join me in some monkey business or shall I add more to my main course you're prepping?" Some appetizers would be lovely, wouldn't it? "Or did you have something better in mind?"
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