Will we get to see all of Lucio's cool pets next chapter? Are all of his exotic pets white with red eyes? 0:
You won’t be meeting any new members of Lucio’s menagerie just yet, but one of his other favorites (aside from the dogs, obviously) is a crested cockatoo. No red eyes, but the aesthetic™ is still pretty consistent.
hey um… just to let y'all know… being proud of your mental illness is not the same as romanticizing mental illnesses… someone accepting their mental illness and being proud of being able to live with that mental illness is not dangerous…just thought y'all should know
i've enjoyed your prompt fills so much, thank you for sharing them!! if you feel like it: chef!andrew trying (and failing) to woo picky eater neil with fancy food? :)
The thing about growing up on the run is that you never really develop a palate.
You eat what’s there to be eaten, whatever you manage to stuff in your pockets while your mother distracts the cashier trying to haggle for cigarettes, as if it’s anywhere near possible to haggle in a 7/11.
You eat school lunches, bland chicken nuggets and congealed mac and cheese and unseasoned carrots with those little close to expired fruit cups with the peaches and cherries and simple syrup.
You drink gas station coffee—maybe it stunts your growth, but you drink it anyway—and fill old plastic water bottles from drinking fountains or public restroom sinks.
At least, that’s what Neil tries to explain to Matt one day, when Matt invites Neil to his favorite restaurant in his hometown. It just so happens that Matt’s hometown is New York City, and the chef at this place has a Michelin star, but Neil isn’t on the run anymore and his paycheck is hefty enough that he can afford it.