Transcript

1: Eli and Wilson lay in Eli’s bed, spooning. We see a duffle bag with clothes, a diaper bag with diapers and poweder, and on Eli’s nightstand are bottle of pills.

 

2: Wilson wearily opens his eyes as he wakens.

Wilson: Mng…

 

3: Eli’s hips press at him from behind, underwear tented.

*krrsh*

 

4: Wilson reaches back to scritch at Eli’s cheek as the mouse kisses his shoulder.

Eli: Mf…

Wilson: Hey… g’morning…

 

5: Eli reaches around to grope at Wilson’s diaper front.

Eli: Morning, kitten…

Wilson: Ah…

 

Hover text: What do you mean “it’s a happy relationship”? I know the writer, when’s this gonna turn sour somehow?