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call me Kodii, Kodak
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28 YEARS OLD
April
5
Aries
England somwhere
Heterosexual
Spy/Pet Store Worker
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Kodiak Lockwood-Ryans
no one wants to see the way society keeps spreading the disease.
Rid of the monsters inside your head | Put all your faults to bed You can be King again | 0000 words  commentary | The chirping of a variety of small birds, the sound of parrots mocking and the squeaking wheels from hamster and mice were like music to the ears. They were the homely sound of a pet shop. A few budgies were tweeting about, their different colored feathers bringing a vibrant calling to the cage. Bright blue eyes peered at them with curiosity, his head cocked to the side a bit as he simply observed them for a moment before carefully opening the cage to add some bird food to their dish. “Don’t escape on me, alright?” Kodiak grinned at the birds before shutting their cage and moving on to the others creatures.
Working in a pet shop hadn’t always been something he wanted to end up doing, but after his first week here, he’d grown so attached to all the animals that resided in the shop. It had been quite the amount of time since he’d been hired here, many people saying he’d do well if he were to get promoted, and it gave him spirit. Plus, the dogs that came in here? Fucking angels!
Kodiak looked at the watch on his wrist, humming quietly as he moved towards the hamsters, mice and gerbils, giving them their food respectively, the smile never leaving his lips. “There we are. Hope you lot don’t get too greedy now.” Bringing his gaze towards the asle not too far from him, a single eyebrow raised as he watched a man that was standing in the cat section. Brushing his hands off on his pant leg, the tall male moved towards him, keeping a calm stride as to not seem too suspicious of the guy.
Was… he sniffing the catnip?
“Pardon… pardon me, sir.” Kodiak couldn’t keep the look of confusion off of his face. “Might I ask as to why you are sniffing the catnip?” Who even did that? Surely they knew that it wouldn’t smell like much to just a person? The cats loved it… maybe he wanted to make sure it was alright for his cat? American’s were really weird, and he was almost pretty much one himself at this point!
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anxiety pickle
call me EV/EVER
He/Him
25 YEARS OLD
July
18
Cancer
HARTSDALE, NEW YORK
Aggiesexual
Musician
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EVERETT COLELLO
But your verse got trapped inside my head; over and over again, you played yourself to death in me.
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Okay, listen. Listen. When one had a child, all they wanted was the best for that child, yeah? Yeah. The same most definitely, one-hundred percent applied to non-human children as well, which was being perfectly displayed by the man standing in the cat aisle at the pet store that very moment. It could be said he'd been wanting the best for his fluffy daughter since the second his eyes had landed on her, and honestly, that was entirely the truth. Chili's start to life had been... rough, going off of the state she'd been in when Everett had stumbled across her. He hadn't even been able to tell that most of her coat was mostly white due to all the grit and grime matted in her fur, and she'd been nothing but bones, but that night had been one of pure luck for the both of them after the initial jolt.
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It'd been a few years now and they were thick as thieves. Everett could swear sometimes that Chili actually had a human soul deep inside of her. The way she could read the air around her, and look him in the eyes when all he needed was a friend... it was a little creepy. But in a cool way. For all she'd done for him, he was committed to always doing his best at making her life the best it could possibly be. Whether that meant the best food, the best toys, or the best... extras, he was fully in. She was certainly spoiled, but it was all out of love, and as far as he could tell, she had never acquired negative traits due to the special attention. If anything, it'd helped to only make her friendlier and more cuddly; himself in cat form, almost. Just cuter.
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Presently he was trying to rule out which catnip to treat her with. A few months had passed since he'd last bought some for the feline, so he figured it was about time again to give her a fresh dose. What he hadn't been expecting was for the usual brand he got to be entirely gone, replaced instead by one he'd never heard of before. It shouldn't have been that difficult, right? It was just catnip... and yet he found himself standing there, staring between that and the only other one the store carried, each hand occupied by a small plastic carton. The second brand was one he was familiar with, yet there had to have been a reason he hadn't gone with it the first time around, right? God, was he overthinking this? Catnip?
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Yes, yes he was. Close to sighing at himself, the singer popped open one of the containers and subtly, subtly, gave it a little sniff. Generally the stuff wasn't super remarkable regardless of the name behind it, but there were little differences that gave away quality. It honestly shouldn't have mattered, and to anybody with a normal brain it wouldn't have, but the next moment found him checking the second cup, and then the first again, and then back over to the other, and-- Shit. Shit somebody was talking. To him. Absolutely jumpscared (because he'd been too goddamn distracted by sniffing catnip of all things), he dropped one, the plastic clashing loudly against the metal shelf, then just as loudly meeting its end on the floor. Why. Why was he like this?
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Flushing instantly, going deep red all the way up to the very tips of his ears, Everett quickly bent and picked the catnip back up, placing both back in their respective places. "I, uh, shit, I just." Turning to face his executioner, he had to pause for a second, caught in a strange feeling as if he were looking into a mirror. It passed as quickly as it came, because this man was not only a good few inches taller than him, but also substantially far prettier. Ugh, good lord. This entire thing was quickly spiraling out of control. Today was not the day to have come into the pet store. "I wasn't sniffing it, I was... checking it out." Nearly choking on his terrible cover-up, Everett wasted no time in carrying on with, "You guys got rid of the, uh, OurPets was it? Why?"
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The words came out a bit stiffer than he'd been meaning for them to, but he couldn't help it. He'd been caught red-handed, and his face matched his shame.
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Revolutionist
call me Kodii, Kodak
He/Him
28 YEARS OLD
April
5
Aries
England somwhere
Heterosexual
Spy/Pet Store Worker
TAG WITH @kodiak
Kodiak Lockwood-Ryans
no one wants to see the way society keeps spreading the disease.
Rid of the monsters inside your head | Put all your faults to bed You can be King again | 0000 words commentary | To be fair, Kodiak had seen some odd people come into the shop; extreme bird enthusiasts were probably creepiest ones he’s had the… pleasure of dealing with. His other coworkers always seemed to completely disappear whenever the oddballs came into the store. Maybe they knew, maybe they were setting him up. Now, a catnip sniffer? This was a new one and an amusing one at that. He couldn’t begin to wonder about what could be going through the man’s head when Kodiak approached, looking down at him with nothing but confusion and maybe a little bit of a judgemental eye.
Kodiak wasn’t one to just up and laugh at others embarrassment, but when Everett got all flustered, dropping one of the tins on the ground, he couldn’t help the small laugh that escaped his lips. “Oh my. I didn’t mean to startle you.” Eyes shone a bit with amusement, head cocking to the side a little as the slightly shorter male made quick work of picking up the catnip and placing both back on the shelf. The poor guy.
“To each their own, I guess. Not the weirdest thing I’ve witnessed here honestly.” Glancing at the display of catnip, Kodiak let out a soft hum as he tried to recall the brand that was mentioned. Wasn’t that the one that they hadn’t been able to order? Oh, right. “I believe it had to do with an error on their end. We haven’t gotten any of OurPets in for a few weeks now.” Reaching out, the blue eyed male grabbed one of the tins by the ones that Everett had been snorting observing, tapping his fingernail against the label. “I’d suggest this one. It’s the second best seller and doesn’t have anything bad in it that would harm your cat.”
Bringing his gaze back to Everett’s tomato colored one, he gave him a gentle smile as he decided to move away from the embarrassment of the poor guy. “May I ask what breed your cat is?” Or maybe… “Assuming you have one of course and that this isn’t for you?”
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anxiety pickle
call me EV/EVER
He/Him
25 YEARS OLD
July
18
Cancer
HARTSDALE, NEW YORK
Aggiesexual
Musician
TAG WITH @everettcole
EVERETT COLELLO
But your verse got trapped inside my head; over and over again, you played yourself to death in me.
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Everett wanted to go to the bay, tie a rope attached to an anchor around his ankles, and plunge himself far, far in, to where the water was at its deepest, just so he could get away from the complete and total embarrassment of this situation. That or go bury his head in the big bags of dog food here and simply suffocate it out. Whatever it took. The red of his face couldn't be matched, surely visible from a whole ten miles away, and it only seemed to worsen the more the employee spoke to him. Hardly reassured by his words, he forced his own out instead, and found himself staring long and hard at the name-tag on the taller's shirt. Kodiak. Fitting, somehow. Not that he planned on getting to know the ins and outs of this man to truly determine how well-placed his name was, but it seemed to match his face.
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"Well that's... unfortunate," he muttered, barely even thinking about the catnip anymore. Well, not with his original reasons of coming to get it, at least. All he could keep thinking about was the humiliation burning hot under his collar, and the little laugh that'd squeezed its way out of this Kodiak's throat, and how nobody, nobody, would ever let him live this down if word got out. Oh God, if Zero found out... or Aggie. No, there was no way. He'd die first than be accused of what he was guilty: sniffing catnip. How shameful. The worst part was he doubted Zero would even question it. He'd probably say something like, "Yeah, no, not surprised," and then follow it with endless teasing. Aggie on the other hand would probably be... confused. And concerned.
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It was a fair assumption, and entirely something he wanted to avoid. Forever. After a moment's worth of his mind drowning itself in frazzled thoughts, he realized he was still being spoken to and he narrowed his eyes a bit at the carton in the taller's hand, focusing on that rather than his own silly worries. "Oh, cool. Great. Thanks." What even were words? Usually he was pretty decent with them (if his songs were anything to go by), yet here he was, stumbling over them like he was still learning the letters of the damn alphabet. He just needed to take a deep breath. Nobody would know about this wrinkle in his life, except... except Kodiak, of course. Eyeing the man like he was suddenly a threat hidden in plain sight, Everett hesitantly reached for the catnip, slowly drawing it back into his own little bubble of space.
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The look on Kodiak's face made him hesitate. He didn't come off like he had any ill intentions towards him... even after witnessing what he had and not questioning it further. Still, Everett was tense with his own shame. Shame over something that wasn't even what it'd appeared to be. All he'd been doing was trying to find the best product for his cat... and even that had managed to get all twisted up. Just like the rest of his life. Why was he even surprised anymore? He sighed, wondering why this was his luck. Even if he had tried to clarify what it was he'd been up to (truly), it was clear from the start that Kodiak had already made up his mind about him. A weirdass catnip sniffer.
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"What, uh, breed?" He was hopeful for a second that things were moving forward and he might have the opportunity to leave all of this behind, but then Kodiak had to tag on that final little comment and the blush that'd been slightly fading away returned full-force. Even knowing the truth, Everett sure as hell wasn't making a good argument for himself. "Yes, I have a cat..." Turning away for a moment, he rubbed hard at his forehead. He could never come back to this place; his reputation had been tarnished forever. "I honestly don't know what breed she is. Found her in a gutter. She's fluffy and looks like a peachy Siamese though." Shrugging, Everett looked back towards the taller. It definitely wasn't the best description ever, but...
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It worked, right?
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"I named her Chicken Chili. 'Cause she's got the colors of chicken chili." Yeah, well, with that whatever chances he'd had of lessening his humiliation vanished into thin air. He really wasn't helping his case at all. So much for digging himself out of the hole.
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