"Maybe he didn't have the fucking resources to make him something."

Lincoln leans and puts his face in his hands.

"Why are you getting so defensive?"

William snaps out of it.

"No reason- what theme are you thinking of?"

Lincoln leans back.

"Well I don't know, what's the kid interested in?"

"Um.. he uh. He likes-"

"He really likes dogs" You interupt.

"What?" William looks to you.

"It's a hunch but I think he would like it, maybe we can use it as a theme."

"Well I don't really know the kid, William what do you think? Has there been any hint that he likes dogs?" Lincoln asks.

"Sometimes when we go out he'd point at random dogs, saying he wants to take them home, I guess we can work with that."

"Alright, what's his favorite color?"

"Grey."

"Purple."

You and William look at each other.

"Where the hell do you get grey from?"

"I don't know maybe cause he wears it? How did you get purple?"

"What do you mean how? Everyone likes purple!"

"We'll settle on grey." Lincoln suggests.

"Why?"

"Well y/n does have a better reasoning than 'everyone likes purple.'" He puts up air quotations.

"Very well." William crosses his arms.

A moment of silence.

"Should there be streamers? Music?" Lincoln asks.

"He doesn't like loud music and he confuses streamers for snakes."

"Ah."

Another moment of silence, you take a sip of coffee.

"Does he like cake?" You ask. "We can make one for him."

"It would have to be sugar free, he gets enough candy from Michael."

Another moment of silence.

"Does he have any friends we can invite?" You ask.

"He doesn't have any." William says, taking a sip of coffee.

"Presents?"

"We can get him some but the bag would have to be grey, or else he won't touch them."

"I can bring my dog." Lincoln suggests.

"Absolutely not." William quickly says.

"Why not?"

"I don't want that mutt in my diner."

"Doesn't Henry get a say in it too?"

"C'mon Will, I'm sure this won't be so bad, Evan loves dogs, this'll be good."

You say, wrapping your arm around his and resting your head on his shoulder.

You look up at him, his face looks a little red.

"I said no, that is that." William states.

"You're no fun, you know that Mr. Afton?" Lincoln smiles.

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