I walk over with a giant mutt trailing after me with a frisbee, “Oh! Hey Coder!”
“H-how are you guys?” Coder asked with a smile.
Zuriel sat next to me and panted, drooling as he stared at the tacos, “Good!!! Not much to talk about though, how about you?”
“Glad I’m away from my dad mostly.” Coder said handing over the tacos.
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