Wesley got up, heading to Casey's house. He had left the dogs in the apartment, he just needed to make sure to be fast. He didn't know how Dawson or Nova would react to Casey's dogs and didn't want to risk it.
He pulled his hand away. "I love you, but I'm not some toy to be t'rown out w'en you get bored wit' it." His eyes narrowed. He was pissed. He had just gotten out of an awful relationship with his father and he suddenly felt as if he needed to keep his guard up.
"And who the hell said you were, who said I was throwing you out like some torn up doll?" Casey growled and looked up at him. The tension levels rose quickly between the two males. Casey noticed Crash running over and he slammed the door shut.
Casey let Crash sniff him, Crash growling at the scent of Wesley. "Crash, hush. It's a bit of bickering nothing more, you should be eating or at least caring to your pups with their mother." He huffed and pet the male.