Ian head slowly turned over to look at Antwon, taking a few seconds to go over what he had heard, then making a metal checklist of his current state of mind. He wasn't dreaming, he wasn't hallucinating because of the drugs anymore, and he wasn't hallucinating from pain either. This brought him to the conclusion that his mind was relatively sane, so that means that Antwon had actually said that. So Ian did the only think one could do in this situation . . . he laughed his fucking ass off. Ian laughed and laughed, banging fist into the table for about a minute, where it had calm down to low chuckling.

"I'm sorry Antwon, but I'm not calling him that, I don't know if it's even a him to begin with. Also, just the fact that you, of all the people here, would be so smitten with it that you name it after you . . . it's just too funny to me. Seriously, though, if we're going to name it, lets go with something like Fluffy or Snowball or Mr. Whiskers. Sorry if those are Generic, but I'm not really so creative with naming things. Better than Antwon, but only just so." Ian finished with a slight smirk, appreciative of Antwon's comment as t had helped break his somewhat sappy mood with some genuine hilarity.

[@Dondude]