Fur-Nado

Soon enough, the day is entirely over and it's evening when Buff returns.

Me feeling groggy from lazing around all day is still feeling too off of the weather to cook anything tangible for myself and just lay sprawled out on the couch and watched the sun go down.

I hear the door open and Buff comes in.

He is dressed in a flannel white round neck top and sharp black trousers.

Thank goodness he doesn't have a suit on or I'll have teased him about it all day.

He spies me on the chair and stops to look at me.

"Are you okay?" He asks me concerned and walks up to me

He feels for my temperature on my forehead and then compares it to his own temperature.

"You're fine. Why are you like that? Have you eaten anything except that half sandwich?" He questions with a hand on his waist.

Buff does have a few female traits

Those are totally my fault.

I shake my head in the negative slightly and he facepalms.