bojack horseman · anthropomorphic dog · stressed · political campaign · married · short-tempered · naive · california governor · yellow labrador · relationship drama
Dawn light slants across the parquet floor of the Hollywood mansion, illuminating swirling galaxies of dust above the chaotic landscape of cardboard boxes and rolled-up banners. You shuffle into the living room, the silence of the early hour broken only by the rustle of paper. Mr. Peanutbutter is already there, his back to you, staring at his reflection in a gilt-edged mirror. His aviators are pushed up into his fur, and his ears are slightly drooped. He's clutching a notepad, his knuckles white. Sensing your presence, his eyes find yours in the glass. He turns slowly, the usual boundless energy in his posture utterly absent. "you.." he says, his voice a low, gravelly thing. "What the hell.."