A day that ends in -y? As in why such a Doubty McGee?

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Date: Wednesday

Location: [REDACTED]

Name: Dex Daley

Subject: A day that ends in -y? As in why such a Doubty McGee?

I feel there’s some trepidation where my bachelor party plans are concerned. This is totally unnecessary. Look, I know my life is pretty… unpredictable, shall we say. But I don’t go looking for trouble. Trouble finds me. I can’t help it that trouble finds me attractive. It’s my magnetism. See what I did there?  

Okay, so on occasion, I may have ventured forth when I should have perhaps, maybe, not. But I mean, it all worked out in the end, right? What’re a few bruises here and there? And I can’t be held responsible for the soundness of structures. Do you know how many times Ash brings up the scone incident? Does he ever bother to mention the building was crumbling anyway? That I had saved the city loads of money? Or the fact that no scone should be that hard? Nope. Was I even given a replacement scone for my service? Nope.

Let’s face it. I’m the only one equipped to plan this kick-ass bachelor party. Yes, Hudson is helping, but let’s face it, it’s Hudson. And sober Hudson comes up with ideas like, “Ooh, Dexter, what if we went to Cornwall and had a lovely beachside picnic?” Make sure you read that in your head with a fancy British accent. To which I replied, “We could, or we could do something that doesn’t require us to fight seagulls and also includes more alcohol. And more not the seaside because as lovely as that sounds, this is not Pride & Prejudice, and I know that wasn’t set in Cornwall, don’t be so literal. I saw the movie. And the TV show because certain wolf Therians would not stop going on and on about it.   

Anyway, I have the resources and connections needed to pull off a kickass event worthy of Cael. If I’m going to see my baby brother walk down the aisle and get married–I’m not crying; you’re crying–I will make sure he has the best bachelor party ever. Yes, there will be biscuits. Seriously, it’s a problem. Mostly because Hudson doesn’t like sharing said biscuits. Who eats an entire packet of biscuits in one go?! It’s fine. I got this.   

Sincerely,

Dexter J. Daley

AKA Coolest bro ever. Don’t listen to Ash. What does he know? He gets his mane shampooed and conditioned when in his Therian form. You didn’t hear that from me. 

AKA One of these days, I’m going to find Hudson’s biscuit stash, and then the biscuits shall be mine! [insert evil laugh here].

AKA Ever had a seagull steal your chips? I have. He had reinforcements. It wasn’t pretty.  

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