on that good kush n alcohol

Genesis had told him he hadn't needed to come, and for a while, Epimethius had settled on the idea of not coming. But he also did want to. The clashing emotions had briefly overwhelmed the mutt, but soon enough he had readied himself. Taking the time to groom his coat, but not bothering to wash the scent of Genesis off his coat. He did not feel embarrassed or like he should hide something that clearly everyone already knew about, it was hard to hide such things when you were so intertwined with the family already.

Epimethius soon followed the sounds of laughter and speech, his eyes first landing on the all-too-familiar form of his lover. His eyes lingered on him briefly as a smirk curved at his lips, and then his ears twitched as he heard the words of the three-toned male. Epimethius's eyebrow raised on his face as he walked over. "I am here, I would hate to lose points with such an amazing family. Especially with one, I have so many reasons to impress." He offered with a chuckle, voice light as he turned his gaze to Genesis, offering a soft smile before turning his head to the drink and drugs. He ignored it before settling onto his haunches, those things weren't exactly his style of fun. Maybe later on though.

"speech" & think