Who's Walking Who? (Sophs)

[Nicholas Ward]

Nick didn't get to hang out with Sophie as much as he might have liked, though part of that was simply missing his high school experiences with her.  She'd been one of his closest friends, both before and after her transition, and he'd hardly batted an eye in the in-between of it all.  Now they were both adults (well, one of them for sure), both working, and Nick engaged and living with Trevor, get togethers were a little more rare, but that made them all the more fun.

Today, however, he was more than a little distracted.  Playing with his phone around Sophie was far from new.  He texted Trevor like a lovesick puppy when he wasn't around him.  But today, he wasn't texting.  He was playing.  He was going to be a goddamn Pokemon Master if it killed him.

Which... wasn't far from reality, given the times he'd already just about wandered into traffic when he'd first gotten the game.  At least he'd been alone then.  No one to pester him.

Still, he was paying attention to Sophie, as well as to Tesla, who was chugging ahead like a little furry freight train.  He could do three things at once.  Scan for Pokemon, talk to Sophie, and watch his newly minted one year old dog.

"Anything fun happening at the clinic?"  Because clearly nothing fun happened if he wasn't there to stir up trouble and show off new injuries acquired in the most unique ways.

[Sophie Tillman]

The hurried patter of Tesla's stubby legs contrasted with the casual stride of Sophie's flip flops slapping against the grass. They'd gotten lucky with the beautiful weather; nothing wrong with catching up indoors on rainy days, but Sophie enjoyed her walks with Nick when they could manage them.

"We had another wave of kids this week, gettin' vaccinated for camp," she answered. The huge lenses of her sunglasses flashed in the light and she took another sip of the tea she'd bought when they'd stopped at the Velvet-Tone. "If this summer's like the last, we oughtta have one more to go." It was like clockwork, if you paid attention, even the last-minute appointments when the parents were scattered of the kiddos had forgotten to bring home a form somewhere.

"What's new with Trevor? Any big updates in the last two whole minutes?" Nick's nose buried in his phone was no surprise. Sophie still sometimes lightly scolded him about it but at this point it was mostly out of habit. It was much more effective to just tug him gently to one side if he was about to veer into traffic.

[Nicholas Ward]

Nick nearly tripped on Tesla as he stopped to smell a patch of grass, little stub wiggling happily. Righting himself, he huffed out a little laugh and resumed looking at his phone. "Way to go, Tessy. Trip Dad." Tripping was hardly something new for him. Nick was an expert at tripping over thin air at times. Tesla just upped the possibilities, especially with him being so low to the ground.

"Poor kids. But they had you to hug 'em, so they were probably all right." Hell, any time he'd hurt himself beyond Sophie's care, having her around was always nice. If only he could keep her around for the inevitable tantrum from Trevor over Nick a) maiming himself again, and b) not letting him fix it. Taking a drink of his overly sugary frozen coffee, he veered a little off the path, eyes still on his screen.

"What? Oh. Uhhh. Not much. Still doing some spot training here and there for some of his students over the break. Otherwise not much." Despite his distraction, his voice still took on the sugary edge it always did when he talked about his fiance.

That distraction was exactly what was keeping him veering off of the path, towards a large tree. "Two paws, yes! We're going in the right direction!"

Because of course that made sense.