Feeling the finger, the Rottweiler would lift his ass more for Rocket, realizing he never checked to see how much the raccoon was packing...
"So is it just hole out, or there a chance I could at least get milked while in that wall?" Be a shame if he did get stroked that whole time.
pinned tweet cause I'm lazy-
"For the last time, I ain't puttin on anything with lace. Never fits me."
A nod before the canine cracks his knuckles, "So, there a line to get in? Or do I gotta apply?"
With summer coming round, looks like the sea turtle Sandie is crashing with Rex and are up for a third
"Fair 'nuff. They're the one running the space after all." Rex admitted, still thinking that he'd be operating as a service top. "How much of a cut does he offer you? And what's considered 'basic'; figured I'd have to bring a phone or somethin to watch movies while it goes on."
"Fair nuff. Do I gotta show off to this guy before I get a spot or is it more a 'show up, first come first server' situation for the wall holes?" Best to know if he had to make a good first impression to this mysterious owner.
Rex would look to make sure that there weren't any customers at the scrapyard entrance before nodding and leading Rocket further in to avoid being seen from the road.
Once a bit further in, Rex would undo his pants and step out of them, getting on his knees, ass out, "So, the view lookin' good?"
