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"Dan you've got to walk Winona today, I've got to get to that job interview". Phil Lester spoke to his husband, as he hurried around their flat to get ready for his third job interview of that month.
"Mhmm". Dan murmured, burrowing deeper under the blankets. It was seven AM on a Saturday and all he wanted to do was sleep in and cuddle with his husband.
"Dan". Phil said again, his voice breaking through layers of blankets. There was a small movement next to him and before he had time to think about it, the covers were ripped from over him. "Daaaan". Phil whines. "Come on, you've got to walk her now or she'll pee in the flat".
Phil made a good point, Dan decided as he sits up, groaning tiredly. He grumbled something about Saturday's and sleeping in before getting up and stretching. He stumbled into the kitchen, pleased to see that a cup of his favorite tea had been made.
He grabbed it, taking a sip and moaning in delight. Phil walked up on him from behind, snaking his arms around Dan's shoulders. "You didn't think I forgot about you sweetheart?".
Dan rolled his eyes, not responding and sipping some more tea, getting a good look at Phil as he went over to grab some more things. Simple outfit. Black formal pants, white shirt that would definitely be ruined once the day was over, a black tie(Thank goodness Dan convinced him to wear that one instead of the one with the mustaches) and dress shoes. A formal/casual attire if you will.
"I'm off love". Phil says, grabbing his briefcase full of papers Dan assumes. He gives Dan a hug, Dan gives him a kiss for good luck and he's off.
Dan is still staring off after him when Winona barks, dropping her leash at his feet. 'Take me for a walk'. She seemed to say as she barked.
"I'm guessing you want a walk?". A series of barks answers him. "I'm guessing that's a yes".
She jumps around his feet, nearly tripling him once and he commands her to sit. "At least let me put something on". He's only wearing boxers and a t-shirt. Certainly not dog walking material.
"He puts on jeans and sneakers, and trades his white t-shirt for a black one. "Alright girl. Now I'm ready". He manages to keep her still long enough to clip the leash on her collar and they were off.
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"Hold on Win, I gotta get the mail first. Geez". Dan grumbled, holding the dogs leash firmly. He rummaged around in his pocket before pulling out a key and inserting it into the mailbox lock. It opened, and he sighed inside feeling for anything. Nothing.
Wait. Something.
He pulls out a slip of paper, that's not even in an envelope. It's blank. He turns it over. In small handwringing he can see words. "I'll be there soon". He reads aloud.
"Weird". He mumbles, and crumples the paper into a ball. "Probably some annoying kid prank". He says to himself. Still he shoves the paper ball into his pocket
Winona barks several times and begins tugging him away from the mailbox. "Okay okay I'm coming". He locks the mailbox and follows her along the similar path to the dog park, glancing back at the mailbox one last time