One For Me, One For You

"Probably not," Crimson gaze settled on the bag she just placed on the ground, watching as it wriggled around and protested. He blinked a few times as his brows pulled together. Whatever that was, it sounded murderous. She was clearly annoyed by her bundle, and he probably would be too if he had to deal with whatever was in there. When she asked what he needed help with, he tore his gaze away from the wriggling bundle and cleared his throat. "Ah, yes. I uh...found this little baby monkey nearby, and unfortunately, I have no idea how to take care of one. I think it might be hungry, but..." Hell if he knew what they ate! At the mention of the minuscule creature, it peeked around his neck to get a look at the woman he was talking to.

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