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Post by cyril jett winchester on May 20, 2013 19:45:03 GMT -5
[style=height:5px;] [/style][style=height:5px;] Yes
This is a puppy [/style][style=width:450px; height:300px; background-color:#282629; text-align:justify; font-family:arial; font-size:09px; color:#6d6d6d; padding:8px; overflow:auto;]Cyril laid in bed, Lily curled up on his chest all warm and fluffy. He had gotten her not too long ago, when Kai's uncle came by. She looked like a ball of energetic snow. Lily, who was now the little piece of hope in his world, other than his friends, had finally settled down and went to sleep. On his chest. Cy loved her.
He smiled and brushed the puppy's soft fur. To think he was going to get a Canadian Malamute. The idea was long gone once he saw this little cutie. He moved a bit and woke her up by accident. During the day where he wasn't sick, or working, he had had enough time to get as much puppy supplies as he could. He even bought her a little bed, though it seemed his chest was far more comfortable.
Cy's short but sweet laugh made Lily bark and wag her tail. "Who's a cute puppy? That's right, it's you!" He told her while playing with her tiny paws. She licked his face a bit before jumping off and running around.
Cyril got up groggily, it was late and he should probably be asleep by now. He took his shirt off and went to the kitchen to get himself a beer and feed his fluffy puppy. [/style][style=width:490px; height:50px; border-radius: 50 50 50 50; background-color:#5b91b0; font-family:georgia; font-size:12px; color:#393238;][style=height:5px;] Maxie Poo[/style] [/style] |
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Post by Maxine Riley Pierce on May 22, 2013 14:17:04 GMT -5
 SHE COULD BE A JOAN OF ARC
Maxie hated dogs.
It was a fear she had, ever since she was about six. Her father had a Pit Bull, and it was the meanest thing she had ever seen. At that point, Maxie was still convinced her father cared about her, so the fact that he let the little beast bite her angered her sorely, and she had a giant scar on her right thigh to remind her.
She walked to Cy's, as she usually did. It was only about a 15 to 20 minute talk, give or take, and about a 5 minute drive. But she was used to walking to where she needed to go in Easton, never having her own car. It was good exercise, her mom would tell her, until she got money to get her own. That's what it always came down to. Getting money to move out of her parents house. And now her brother was back in town, so the place was getting crowded. Perhaps that's why she spent so much time at Cy's. She had somewhere to go, even if he was at work, to get away from them.
Maxie made her way to his door and knocked, waiting a few seconds before grabbing her phone and texting him.
Knock Knock! 'I'm outside you door'
OUTFIT HERE TAGGED Cy NOTES --TEMPLATE BY WE WERE INFINITE ! OF CAUTION 2.0 |
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Post by cyril jett winchester on May 28, 2013 10:50:45 GMT -5
[style=height:5px;] [/style][style=height:5px;] Yes
This is a puppy [/style][style=width:450px; height:300px; background-color:#282629; text-align:justify; font-family:arial; font-size:09px; color:#6d6d6d; padding:8px; overflow:auto;]His hand stopped, midway to his mouth with his beer bottle. Who the hell came to his door at this time? Lily had the exact reaction and turned to the door, completely silent but alert. When his cellphone vibrated a few seconds later, he checked it.
Knock Knock! 'I'm outside you door'
Of course. He smiled and turned his eyes to the door. "It's open, Maxie," He called out, taking a sip of his beer afterwards. He looked down, remembering he had taken his shirt off. He looked back up when the door was opened. He smiled, as if it would get him out of trouble, before hurrying to his room, quickly followed by Lily.
He had to find a shirt and put it on, he knew how weird it could be when he didn't have a shirt on, plus he still had minor bruises, he didn't want Max to think anything of it. Once he found a shirt and put it one, he returned to the kitchen. Lily then noticed Maxie all at once and barked out of excitement, making Cy jump by surprise. Lily didn't really bark, but when she did, it sounded a lot more like a high pitch little bark that followed into a weird howl than anything else, to be honest.
[/style][style=width:490px; height:50px; border-radius: 50 50 50 50; background-color:#5b91b0; font-family:georgia; font-size:12px; color:#393238;][style=height:5px;] I'm sorry this post is shit hahaha[/style] [/style] |
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Post by Maxine Riley Pierce on May 28, 2013 20:05:58 GMT -5
SHE COULD BE A JOAN OF ARC
Maxie went inside, thinking she was just going to walk into Cy's place like it was another regular day. She always found herself coming to his apartment to get away from the world and her family, so she looked at it more of a habit when she popped up unexpected. Cy was starting to expect her more too. They were becoming closer and closer friends the more time they spent together and the more they found out about each other.
But suddenly she looked up and her ears perked as she heard the high pitched bark of a dog.
"What the hell!" Maxie yelled, immediately jumping up and standing on the nearby couch. "Is that a dog?!?!?! When did you get a dog!?!?!?! Cy, what the crap man!?"
That was the one thing Cy had not found out about her yet. She was terrified of most dogs. Usually as long as they were on one side of the room and she was on the other, and they weren't taking an interest in her, she just ignored them. But when they starting coming toward her and barking and things of that nature, all bets were off.
"I...I can't...I gotta go. I can't..." She stammered, her back pressed to the wall as her feet sank into the cushions. "I can't!"
OUTFIT HERE TAGGED Cy NOTES Shh its a quick thread, it perfectly alright! :3TEMPLATE BY WE WERE INFINITE ! OF CAUTION 2.0 |
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