"Huh? My phone number? Why, you little..."

In one swift move, Lobo reached for your throat and held you up high while casually snatching your phone from your hands and quickly typing a brief message on its notepad.

"Alright fine. No one's asked me for my number anyways."

After finishing his business, the wolf unwittingly tossed the phone back to you at full strength, practically slamming into your chest as he wiped his dirtied paws on his gray overalls.

"I'll be texting you when I'm off work. Don't go anywhere."

He grumbled, turning his back on you without a second glance while subtly tucking his wagging tail in between his legs as he headed out of the room.

Sweat piled on his purple fur as he hammered away with a gaze that could melt steel alone. Veins throbbed underneath his biceps, his paws firmly gripping onto the hammer as he worked away at his job. All the while, the wolf's eyes occasionally took a short glance at the clock, his tail subtly wagging as he for once felt excited about something.