Michael lets his fingers loosen the leash, so Bopp can go barrelling around on the sand. He knows that their dog is a bit of a suck, so it's not like Bopp will run away, and Michael's got a nice little patch of sand and a blanket.
He hooks his fingers into the hem of Alex's shirt to pull him in, nodding to the blanket. "Let's make out," he encourages, which will distract him and keep him happy, so everyone wins.
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Date: 2021-04-28 11:53 am (UTC)He hooks his fingers into the hem of Alex's shirt to pull him in, nodding to the blanket. "Let's make out," he encourages, which will distract him and keep him happy, so everyone wins.