An Evening Stroll

Most nights, I consider myself a sensible being. Other nights, Pokemon GO tells me if I walk 3 more kilometers at 11:00 on a Sunday night, I’ll get some undetermined special prize.

Dot: Heeeeeeeeey Dad whatcha doin?

Me: Going on a walk, son. You don’t have to come with- I know you don’t like to leave this block.

Dot: NO WAY MAN

Dot: I’M A CRAAAAZY KAT

Dot: We’re going on an adventure, BITCH.

Me: Why would you call me a bit… whatever. Just don’t get yourself hurt in some back alley, okay?

Dot: YOU GOT IT DUDE

And so we walk. Dot never leaves my side. I’ll stop here and there to catch a Pikachu or whatever, but for the most part, I’m just walk walk walking. At some point, I decide to stop and flip a gym, which takes a couple minutes of active play.

Dot: Daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaad. I’m boooooooooooooooored

Me, petting Dot on the head: Just give me a minute, I have to crush Team Instinct*.

Dot: Oh shit, look at this!

Just as a car comes barreling down the street at this obscure hour, Dot darts into the road. Driver hits the breaks and stops. I nearly drop my phone in horror.

Dot comes running back to me. Driver and I share a look of relief before Driver continues on their way.

Dot: Hahaha that was close! Did you see that?

Me: YOU IDIOT YOU COULD HAVE GOTTEN YOURSELF KILLED

Me: By god, you’re a fool.

Dot runs back into the street and hides under a car. I turn around and head home.

Dot: We’re still cool, right?

Me: I don’t want you out on the streets tonight. You’re gonna do something stupid.

Dot: Does that mean…?

And so, Dot spent the night with me.

I'm showing some leg in this one. You're welcome, ladies and non-ladies who are so inclined. We believe in equity here.

*Team Valor sends its regards.

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