 Anashti l Brat Pack l Sally & Dr. Finklestein
Overly friendly and chaotic just reminded Drake a little bit of Bryony, and he silently lamented the blonde…. Acquaintance (he wasn’t sure if she’d approve of the word friend, so he’d refrain) would have gotten along well with the nine lived feline friend. And with it being a creature, of course Aryan would have loved the kitty as well. He mentally took note that the gentleman mentioned Scrivenshaft’s, so that he made sure to double check Ary had gone that way. “Do you work over at Scrivenshafts with him, sir? I’ve noticed a couple of kitties through the windows! Are they all yours?”
The curly haired boy watched the kitty with curious eyes, which immediately lit up as he saw it move his direction. If he’d been more considerate, he perhaps would have felt bad for taking the cat’s attention before his peer had had a chance to pet the critter, but he was too excited to think about it. Crouching down at the ankle bump, he held out his hand to gently give scratches on his head. At Arienne’s question to the man, he glanced over at her before back to him and then Ari again, whom he whispered softly to, “I don’t think he works here at this shop.”
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