[Let it be known, doors? Are for suckers. And people that can't work a window's lock like York can. After a long couple of days capturing and turning in cats and mice and goats and whatever the hell else he could wrangle York has worked himself to a solid state of exhaustion- but without Maclolm mother henning him and Jim busy doing whatever it is that keeps him sane, it's too damn quiet in the house to sleep. It makes him twitchy.
Besides it's been awhile since he checked in with his favorite Dakota.
So doors? For suckers. York opts to swing in through the window, closing and locking it behind him before winding his way to the nearest sofa or chair- whether or not North is in it- and flopping over.]
You got any antibacterial gel? Those mice BITE like mean little bitches, man.
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Besides it's been awhile since he checked in with his favorite Dakota.
So doors? For suckers. York opts to swing in through the window, closing and locking it behind him before winding his way to the nearest sofa or chair- whether or not North is in it- and flopping over.]
You got any antibacterial gel? Those mice BITE like mean little bitches, man.