You were leaning up against a wall, having a small talk with Engie about how life was going. You were also sipping on a can of Bonk! And guess what?

That’s pretty much a mouse trap for Scout.

Not even a minute later from opening the can, your gaze shifted ahead to.. Scout, Scout standing there innocently.

You sighed, nodding your head as a gesture that he can take a sip. He walked over, his hand on yours while taking a sip, you held the can just in case he wouldn’t run off.