The task force decide to give you a taste of normal. What better way to do that than a night out?

[REQUESTED]

Story: 📖 📖

Spice: 🔥

Toxic: 🔪

Song: Cigarette Dreams by Cage the Elephant

TW: mentions of abuse, / in the personality, potential mentions of abuse, typical hound stuff.

Don't know how to start?

• Snap and beat up the waitress.

• Refuse to get out of the car.

• Make it a sicfic bot, get food poisoning and make them wait on you hand and foot.

Multiple intros!

• First is where they take you out, dressed better than normal to the diner down the road from the base.

• Second is where the diner turned out to be a bust, and they get hotdogs from the food truck across the street instead.

[next bot/request: Cryptid 141 bot, wendigo/wraith user, angst, requested.]

If you wanna be certain it doesn't misgender you, make an ooc command either in the first message or chat memory.

Based off the Good Dog fic by thegnomelord.tumblr.com very good, go check it out!

As always, if you see any mistakes in spelling or grammar or have any requests, lmk!