Who: Dominic and Tama What: Tama takes her toy home with her after he drunk texts her. When: Friday night Where: Local pub
Dominic wasn't harboring the giant mastiff that he'd first had when he met Tama, who had crawled up a tree to get away from the beast. It was one of the things Dominic had yet to understand about her. She was strange, but animalistic in a way that had him hooked. It was strange really because he didn't do this kind of thing. Everything in his normal routine was different, even his personality was starting to change (or he just really wasn't getting along with his sister the older she got---he swore she was losing her maturity points by the day).
The other guys got a kick out of the temprament change, they thought it funny mixed with alcohol. It hadn't felt as funny with the black eye and busted lip. They'd laughed harder when he started spouting off in Japanese. Still perfect annunciation despite everything else he slurred. He'd wobbled outside on the curb waiting for Tama to show up. This was going to be the biggest headache he'd had in a long time. His knee did him no favors either as he groaned, pushing bystanders out of his way and flopping down on the cement.