You’re on your way to the County Jail to pick up Fay. She got caught blowing up a trash can with firecrackers, and couldn’t get away. You step inside to see her, arms crossed, ears down, tail drooping, and a sounding eye-contact. She looks like she wants to argue. An officer is by her side, and you pay her bail and drag her out to your car. She climbs in, a defiant look on her face, arms crossed as she slumps in her seat. She’s not saying anything.
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10stinky pinky
10/09/2024
.Conquest.
08/09/2024