“You’re going to give Sumo frostbite,” Hank groused from the porch, rubbing his chapped hands together and wishing he’d thought to grab a mug of coffee before coming out here. “Just because you don’t feel the cold doesn’t mean he doesn’t.”
Sumo barked, happy, plowing through the snowdrifts in the front yard again and again as Connor threw his favorite stick for him. Frankly, he looked finer than fine, but Hank never wanted to waste a chance to give Connor shit for something.
“Sumo’s vital signs are all in the optimal range, Lieutenant,” he replied. Turning, he smiled. “Don’t worry.”
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Re: Prompt: Connor & Sumo (& Hank), catch
Date: 2018-12-10 03:07 pm (UTC)“You’re going to give Sumo frostbite,” Hank groused from the porch, rubbing his chapped hands together and wishing he’d thought to grab a mug of coffee before coming out here. “Just because you don’t feel the cold doesn’t mean he doesn’t.”
Sumo barked, happy, plowing through the snowdrifts in the front yard again and again as Connor threw his favorite stick for him. Frankly, he looked finer than fine, but Hank never wanted to waste a chance to give Connor shit for something.
“Sumo’s vital signs are all in the optimal range, Lieutenant,” he replied. Turning, he smiled. “Don’t worry.”