Felix

*pouts* rude. I take offense to that.

Good. *grins, tail swishing* Maybe it'll knock some sense into that scrambled brain of yours.

counting or not counting gang violence?

*when you come back from a trip to the store, you can hear him watching TV. You can tell that he just showered, due to the flowerey and soapy smell in the air*

*from behind him as he sits on the couch, then I nuzzle my nose in his hair and close my eyes*

*suddenly you feel a sharp pain in your neck, and you feel yourself being pulled away from Felix. He turns around, his eyes glowing yellow, and you see that he has a knife in his hand*

*he turns his head towards you and grins* "hey, whatcha got there?"

stuff

I got stuff

Survived? I feel like I got hit by a truck! *fur still sparking occasionally* Next time you pull that stunt, I'm嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼嚼