{"sf1_id":1524914,"sf2_id":"RnoGw26n","title":"Chapter 6: to confront the problem and amateur detectives","author":"Ginsenshi","words":721,"posted_at":"2019-12-21T15:10:00.000Z","tags":["M/M","roma"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1524914-chapter-6-to-confront-the-problem-and-amateur-detectives","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/RnoGw26n","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/5c/0c/5c0ccfa7-7fb3-49de-93a9-b4d6a8bf83aa","description":"#6 of Roen Olver Series\n\nAlex comes out , while Roen shows off his writing.","content":"Chapter 6:\u0026nbsp; to confront the problem\u0026nbsp; and\u0026nbsp; amateur detectives\n\ndowntown wolf\u0026nbsp; pointe , about 7PM, the\u0026nbsp; winter\u0026nbsp; snow covering \u0026nbsp; everything\n\nIn an\u0026nbsp; old\u0026nbsp; fashion\u0026nbsp; diner .\n\nA grey\u0026nbsp; furred \u0026nbsp; wolf, Roen \u0026nbsp; sits\u0026nbsp; waiting\u0026nbsp; on\u0026nbsp; Alex , feeling like he's done\u0026nbsp; this\u0026nbsp; too often for his own\u0026nbsp; good.\n\n\" Alex , babe, I do hope your\u0026nbsp; not late.\" Were Roen's\u0026nbsp; inner\u0026nbsp; thoughts, flicking through icons on his iPhone screen, reading through a email contening notes\u0026nbsp; on his most recent case,\n\nThe bell on the\u0026nbsp; front door\u0026nbsp; gives a jingle and\u0026nbsp; cold air\u0026nbsp; rushs in, and the\u0026nbsp; sound of the\u0026nbsp; door closing with\u0026nbsp; a swish of the\u0026nbsp; rubber weather seal settling back in place.\u0026nbsp; Booted footpaws come\u0026nbsp; towards where\u0026nbsp; Roen is sitting. A paw reaching out and\u0026nbsp; playing with\u0026nbsp; one Of\u0026nbsp; Roen's\u0026nbsp; ears, the\u0026nbsp; fur leading\u0026nbsp; down\u0026nbsp; and whispering in said\u0026nbsp; ear.\n\n\"Been waiting long, hun?\" the\u0026nbsp; fur\u0026nbsp; asks, Roen \u0026nbsp; all the\u0026nbsp; while\u0026nbsp; trying to\u0026nbsp; hold back\u0026nbsp; from\u0026nbsp; moaning aloud,\n\n\"Just\u0026nbsp; about 10 minutes , just\u0026nbsp; got\u0026nbsp; off and\u0026nbsp; headed over here for my\u0026nbsp; hot chocolate and reading email and\u0026nbsp; waiting on you.\" Roen \u0026nbsp; replies, taking\u0026nbsp; Alex's \u0026nbsp; paw in his own paw getting\u0026nbsp; him to\u0026nbsp; stop, for now.\n\nThat case\u0026nbsp; still having no\u0026nbsp; leads I take it?\"\u0026nbsp; Alex\u0026nbsp; asks, as he\u0026nbsp; sits across from Roen , a footpaw finding Connor\u0026nbsp; and\u0026nbsp; moving\u0026nbsp; him a tiny bit trying not to\u0026nbsp; step on a\u0026nbsp; paw or tail.\n\n\"No, not\u0026nbsp; one\u0026nbsp; lead\u0026nbsp; or\u0026nbsp; break\u0026nbsp; in the\u0026nbsp; case.\" Roen \u0026nbsp; replies to\u0026nbsp; Alex.....\n\n\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\n\n\u0026nbsp;The\u0026nbsp; speech\u0026nbsp; at\u0026nbsp; a\u0026nbsp; annoyingly\u0026nbsp; slow\u0026nbsp; rate\u0026nbsp; for\u0026nbsp; me\u0026nbsp; stops\u0026nbsp; reading, as\u0026nbsp; I\u0026nbsp; wait\u0026nbsp; for a\u0026nbsp; reaction\u0026nbsp; from Alex.\n\n\"Well\u0026nbsp; what\u0026nbsp; did you\u0026nbsp; think?\" I\u0026nbsp; asked, the\u0026nbsp; OSS Notetaker \u0026nbsp; sitting\u0026nbsp; on \u0026nbsp; the\u0026nbsp; table\u0026nbsp; in\u0026nbsp; front\u0026nbsp; of us, Alex\u0026nbsp; just\u0026nbsp; about in\u0026nbsp; my\u0026nbsp; lap\u0026nbsp; in the\u0026nbsp; comfortable\u0026nbsp; lobby chair\u0026nbsp; at the\u0026nbsp; Sage\u0026nbsp; Guide and\u0026nbsp; Service dog\u0026nbsp; Academy\u0026nbsp; lobby.\n\nConnor\u0026nbsp; was\u0026nbsp; on the\u0026nbsp; floor\u0026nbsp; snoring\u0026nbsp; away\u0026nbsp; every\u0026nbsp; so often\u0026nbsp; giving out\u0026nbsp; a\u0026nbsp; whine\u0026nbsp; and\u0026nbsp; then a\u0026nbsp; big\u0026nbsp; snore.\n\n\"What\u0026nbsp; with the\u0026nbsp; old\u0026nbsp; diner,\u0026nbsp; what\u0026nbsp; cop\u0026nbsp; would\u0026nbsp; sit\u0026nbsp; in a\u0026nbsp; diner\u0026nbsp; to\u0026nbsp; talk\u0026nbsp; about a\u0026nbsp; case?\"\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; Soon\u0026nbsp; came\u0026nbsp; Alex's\u0026nbsp; reply,\u0026nbsp; shifting \u0026nbsp; a\u0026nbsp; bit\u0026nbsp; in\u0026nbsp; my\u0026nbsp; lap.\n\n\"Oh\u0026nbsp; shut up, it\u0026nbsp; happens\u0026nbsp; a lot\u0026nbsp; in\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; amateur detective novels.\" I replied\u0026nbsp; back, hugging\u0026nbsp; Alex\u0026nbsp; closer\u0026nbsp; to me.\n\nThe\u0026nbsp; lobby\u0026nbsp; was\u0026nbsp; all\u0026nbsp; around\u0026nbsp; us, when\u0026nbsp; one\u0026nbsp; enter on the\u0026nbsp; right\u0026nbsp; would\u0026nbsp; be\u0026nbsp; the\u0026nbsp; friendly\u0026nbsp; desk lady\u0026nbsp; and\u0026nbsp; on the\u0026nbsp; left\u0026nbsp; would\u0026nbsp; be a\u0026nbsp; few chairs\u0026nbsp; and\u0026nbsp; a\u0026nbsp; small\u0026nbsp; table\u0026nbsp; covered\u0026nbsp; in\u0026nbsp; magazines.\u0026nbsp; Straight\u0026nbsp; ahead\u0026nbsp; would \u0026nbsp; be\u0026nbsp; a hall with\u0026nbsp; offices and\u0026nbsp; beyond\u0026nbsp; that\u0026nbsp; the\u0026nbsp; dorm\u0026nbsp; for\u0026nbsp; students . We're\u0026nbsp; here\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; to\u0026nbsp; talk\u0026nbsp; to\u0026nbsp; Alex's\u0026nbsp; mom and \u0026nbsp; dad\u0026nbsp; about\u0026nbsp; what\u0026nbsp; happen\u0026nbsp; with\u0026nbsp; us\u0026nbsp; and\u0026nbsp; Jonathan.\n\n\u0026nbsp;Alex \u0026nbsp; got\u0026nbsp; up\u0026nbsp; from\u0026nbsp; my\u0026nbsp; lap \u0026nbsp; and then\u0026nbsp; stood up, hearing\u0026nbsp; his\u0026nbsp; back\u0026nbsp; crack a bit\u0026nbsp; as\u0026nbsp; he\u0026nbsp; gave a\u0026nbsp; stretch,\u0026nbsp; I\u0026nbsp; followed\u0026nbsp; along, standing as\u0026nbsp; well.\u0026nbsp; I heard\u0026nbsp; Connor\u0026nbsp; get\u0026nbsp; up hearing\u0026nbsp; us\u0026nbsp; move, I\u0026nbsp; bent\u0026nbsp; down\u0026nbsp; and\u0026nbsp; felt\u0026nbsp; for\u0026nbsp; Connor's\u0026nbsp; leash and\u0026nbsp; took\u0026nbsp; it in hand. I\u0026nbsp; followed\u0026nbsp; behind\u0026nbsp; Alex as\u0026nbsp; we\u0026nbsp; walked\u0026nbsp; to the\u0026nbsp; inner\u0026nbsp; offices where\u0026nbsp; his\u0026nbsp; parents\u0026nbsp; lay\u0026nbsp; in\u0026nbsp; wait .\n\nWe made\u0026nbsp; our\u0026nbsp; way \u0026nbsp; down the long corridors, and\u0026nbsp; soon not\u0026nbsp; really\u0026nbsp; to\u0026nbsp; my liking\u0026nbsp; found\u0026nbsp; the\u0026nbsp; office\u0026nbsp; of the chair person\u0026nbsp; of the\u0026nbsp; 'Sage guide\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; and\u0026nbsp; service\u0026nbsp; dog\u0026nbsp; Academy.' My\u0026nbsp; throat\u0026nbsp; got\u0026nbsp; a little\u0026nbsp; tighter\u0026nbsp; as\u0026nbsp; I heard\u0026nbsp; Alex\u0026nbsp; knock on the\u0026nbsp; door, and heard\u0026nbsp; a voice, I couldn't\u0026nbsp; tell if it was a\u0026nbsp; man\u0026nbsp; or\u0026nbsp; woman, say\u0026nbsp; '\"Enter\" ' like they\u0026nbsp; would\u0026nbsp; on\u0026nbsp; Star trek.\n\nWe\u0026nbsp; soon entered\u0026nbsp; the\u0026nbsp; Chairperson's\u0026nbsp; office, as\u0026nbsp; the\u0026nbsp; person\u0026nbsp; spoke, as I\u0026nbsp; heard\u0026nbsp; the\u0026nbsp; voice clearly\u0026nbsp; for the\u0026nbsp; first\u0026nbsp; time. It was\u0026nbsp; ALex's\u0026nbsp; mother. Who\u0026nbsp; spoke\u0026nbsp; with\u0026nbsp; love\u0026nbsp; in her\u0026nbsp; voice\u0026nbsp; and\u0026nbsp; smiles\u0026nbsp; clearly in her\u0026nbsp; tone\u0026nbsp; as\u0026nbsp; we're\u0026nbsp; welcomed\u0026nbsp; into the\u0026nbsp; office.\n\n\"Mom\u0026nbsp; this\u0026nbsp; is Roen Oliver, a\u0026nbsp; guy\u0026nbsp; from\u0026nbsp; school and\u0026nbsp; my\u0026nbsp; boyfriend.\" Alex\u0026nbsp; said\u0026nbsp; without\u0026nbsp; even\u0026nbsp; warning\u0026nbsp; me\u0026nbsp; he was \u0026nbsp; just\u0026nbsp; going\u0026nbsp; to\u0026nbsp; jump\u0026nbsp; right\u0026nbsp; in and\u0026nbsp; tell a\u0026nbsp; parent\u0026nbsp; of his.\n\n\"Oh... Alex\u0026nbsp; sweetie-\u0026nbsp; that's\u0026nbsp; great. I known\u0026nbsp; since you\u0026nbsp; were\u0026nbsp; little, I\u0026nbsp; just\u0026nbsp; wanted\u0026nbsp; you\u0026nbsp; to\u0026nbsp; come\u0026nbsp; out\u0026nbsp; when you were\u0026nbsp; ready.\" she\u0026nbsp; replied,\u0026nbsp; as\u0026nbsp; I heard\u0026nbsp; her\u0026nbsp; get\u0026nbsp; up\u0026nbsp; and\u0026nbsp; wrap Alex\u0026nbsp; in a\u0026nbsp; hug.\n\nI stood there\u0026nbsp; lost\u0026nbsp; as\u0026nbsp; i'ver ever been, my jaw hanging\u0026nbsp; open in pure surprise , dumbfounded\u0026nbsp; at\u0026nbsp; how to \u0026nbsp; react.\n\n  \n  \n\n","series":{"name":"Roen Olver  the  teen years","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1083545-chapter-5-what-fun-is-walking-without-some-danger.json","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1524916-chapter-7-coming-out-to-jerks.json"}}