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Ah.. *she pauses* Maybe we could try and get her to my place? I don't know if the landlord has any rules against pets.. I don't wanna leave her and her pups out here- what if it rains? -Kitty

Tommy: *He scratches his neck nervously* I-I dunno kitty. I don’t wanna leave her out here.

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*she hesitates, then rests her head on his shoulder* What do we do now? -Kitty

Tommy: I don’t think I can bring her back to my lodging house, Einstein is terrified of dogs. 

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Thanks. So , are we getting close to the lodging house? - Rebecca /sorry for a minute I forgot she knows he's gay

Beanpole: Yeah, it’s just around this corner. /lmao it’s fine

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*she pouts slightly. The dog sniffs his hand carefully, then sniffs Kitty's, and then carefully grabs the food and sits back in her little spot to eat it. Kitty nudges him gently* I think she likes you -Kitty

Tommy: Ha, that’s good. *He sits by Kitty and puts an arm around her* I’m just glad I could help.

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*she gives him a soft look* Are you sure? *the dog slowly creeps towards him, her neck stretched as she tries to sniff what he has while still being cautious. Kitty coos to her* Its alright, babygirl. Its for you. -Kitty

Tommy: *He pushes the meat towards the dog and holds out his hand for the dog to sniff* Yeah, I’m sure. 

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*she nods* I think its enough- I dont know if her puppies are old enough to eat normal food yet. *she looks at him* I'll pay you back for it, alright? *the dogs head lifts at the sound of the meat being unwrapped, and when she smells it she immediately tries to sit up to see what he has* -Kitty

Tommy: Uh, you don’t gotta to pay me back, darlin’. The butcher owed me.

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*she looks up at him when he enters the alley, ready to fight until she realises who it is. One of the puppies has found its way onto her lap and she pats it gently, calling out to Tommy* Hey.. -Kitty ( Kitty: Ive only known this dog and her puppies for ten minutes but if anything happened to her i would kill everyone in this room and then myself)

Tommy: *He squats next to her and unwraps the package. A small portion of roast beef, maybe a 1/2 pound or so.* Do you think it’s enough for them?

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*she nods and crosses her legs as she sits, softly cooing and talking to the dog* -Kitty

Tommy: *He comes back 4 minutes later with a chuck of meat wrapped in a brown piece of paper*

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Dyou want me to stay here with her? -Kitty

Tommy: *He nods and starts jogging out of the alley* Give me 5 minutes.

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*laughs a little* Its a date then. *she freezes* Not like a date I mean. Just the figure of speech. *realizes that may sound ruder* No offense intended I swear, I just, I kinda hate men in the romantic sense right now. - Rebecca

Beanpole: *He laughs and pats her shoulder* Non taken. It’s fine.

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*laughs with him* it cant be that bad! Maybe I can try and teach you to repay your favors?- Rebecca

Beanpole: No seriously, it is that bad. *He laughs* Yeah, that’d be nice...

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Okay *waits a second before following him inside and heads towards the counter. Thinking of a way to distract the person inside* -Scratch

Ace: *He hums distractedly as Scratch and him walk into the store*

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It's okay hon, we're not gonna hurt you.. *she looks at Tommy* What should we do, oh gracious leader? *There's a little bit of snap behind her words, and before he can even reply she says* We should get her some food so she can see we're not gonna hurt her, and maybe then she'll let us help. -Kitty

Tommy: Yeah, I can go find something...

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Inactivity Explained:

Hey Laila here! Sorry for not being on for the last couple weeks. School is hard and I’ve been really stressed out. I’ll still be active, but I won’t be on 24/7. 

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Wh- dude! *she seems a little annoyed when he just- Stands in front of her. Behind the bin is a scrappy dog, laying on her side and growling at whoever's decided to come near her and her puppies. Wherever the dog was previously, they didn't treat her well, as shown by the scars she has. Kitty shoves her head under Tommy's arm to see what's there, and she quietly whispers to the dog* Awww, hi baby girl -Kitty

Tommy: *he melts at the sight of the dog. He squats down and puts his hand out for the dog to sniff. The dog growls at him, so he pulls his hand back* Kitty, she’s hurt.

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*looks up at hin curiously* what about a waltz? Its mostly counting. - Rebecca (dont quote that im not an actual dancer thats just what my dancer friend said once)

Beanpole: *He laughs* Last time I waltzed, I fell on my face. 9 times.

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You know the dancers? It must be so lovely to be able to dance all day! - Rebecca (I think my last ask got eaten, sorry if you have two)

Beanpole: *He laughs* The dancers are gorgeous, but I can’t dance. I have two left feet.