[ So... Four days he's been trapped here now. Four fucking days. Jesse has at least started moving from "hiding out in fear inside the house he's squatting in" to "cautiously venturing outdoors to try and figure out a way home". He heads down the dirt road, hands shoved deep in his scrubs pockets, throwing nervous glances over his shoulder here and there. And just as he's passing house #4, only vaguely registering somebody there on the porch— ]
Oh, shit—
[ A crocdog. Running towards him. The same crocdog from yesterday? Jesse's eyes widen while the ugly thing trots at him with its reptilian tongue lolling out like a dog's. ]
Hey, whoa... Whoa, whoa! [ Jesse hasn't run away at least, but the crocdog has opened its scary looking nippy jaws and snagged the hem of his pants leg. Shaking and tugging at it playfully, while Jesse hops around on the spot with his hands held up in defense. ] Yo! Yo, cool it, yo!
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Oh, shit—
[ A crocdog. Running towards him. The same crocdog from yesterday? Jesse's eyes widen while the ugly thing trots at him with its reptilian tongue lolling out like a dog's. ]
Hey, whoa... Whoa, whoa! [ Jesse hasn't run away at least, but the crocdog has opened its scary looking nippy jaws and snagged the hem of his pants leg. Shaking and tugging at it playfully, while Jesse hops around on the spot with his hands held up in defense. ] Yo! Yo, cool it, yo!