“Beware the Jabberwock, my son! The jaws that bite, the claws that catch. Something something, snicker-snack. Callooh, callay!” He laughed and gave up with, “That’s all I’ve got, sorry.” The dog was staring wild-eyed up at him for the unprompted performance, so Jeremy tipped in to plant a kiss on his furry forehead. Jean lurched away from him so quickly he sent Jabberwocky sprawling, and it took Jeremy only a moment to realize what he’d done. He scooped up his frightened pup but kept his eyes on Jean’s blank face. “Sorry,” he said, tense with concern. “Sorry, that was—”
OH YM GODDDDD I HATE THEM..... JEAN IN FRONT OF THE HUZZZZ???
