Hot Potato

I woke up around 4, naked in bed, and with very angry texts from Terry. Apparently squeaked Squeak started talking about people threatening my furkids, got very attached to Gohan, and couldn't even walk by the time they sent me to bed. I texted him back, but he'd blocked me. He called a little later, I apologized, and I guess the grumpy neighbor spit at him, so I helped him with his restraining order. I'll certainly accept someone else fucking up worse and drawing the ire.

I had a hard time staying focused at work, but managed to get enough done. A gent had messaged me around 4, and wants to fuck me. Next weekend. I'm glad I'm getting back on track with that.