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Oliver clicked lightly to Mothra as he returned to his dorm room. He shrugged off his work bag, setting it on a chair and went to clean up. He tossed his work scrubs away, washed up, and changed clothes. He shrugged into a comfortable t-shirt his sister had got him. It was soft pastel purple with little goth bats and artful ripped hem.
"Where did I put your brush, Mothra?" He questioned, looking for her favorite grooming brush in her bag. "There it is." He pulled out the brush, setting it on the bed and picked up her grooming mat, unrolling it on the floor to attempt to keep her loose hair from getting all over. "Alright, brush time girl."
Mothra gave a soft chirp, lightly jumping down onto the mat and stretched on it, rolling on her belly and purring.
"Good girl." He rubbed her belly and paused. "Wait, let me grab my phone real quick." He pulled back to snag his phone, making sure it was on vibrate and nearby encase work needed him. "There. Okay, let's get to work on your current shedding problem."
"Where did I put your brush, Mothra?" He questioned, looking for her favorite grooming brush in her bag. "There it is." He pulled out the brush, setting it on the bed and picked up her grooming mat, unrolling it on the floor to attempt to keep her loose hair from getting all over. "Alright, brush time girl."
Mothra gave a soft chirp, lightly jumping down onto the mat and stretched on it, rolling on her belly and purring.
"Good girl." He rubbed her belly and paused. "Wait, let me grab my phone real quick." He pulled back to snag his phone, making sure it was on vibrate and nearby encase work needed him. "There. Okay, let's get to work on your current shedding problem."
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