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Do you have a copy of the Bible I can borrow?
Yep! It's right here, underneath my copy of the Communist Manifesto.
What are you going to do?
Peter shakily calls Colin on his phone.
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Cal slipped a hand in his jean pocket, pulled out his buzzing phone and slid his thumb against the touch screen.
âUgh, itâs you.â He held the phone up to his ear and tucked his free hand back into his pocket. âWhat d'you want, now? Did something happen?â
His mind went blank as the true enormity of the situation dawned on him. There was no way he would possibly get Colin to cooperate! His cats were as good as gone. GoneâŚ
A wave of adrenaline washed over him as he began to speak. âC-Cal⌠I need your helpâŚâ he answered, voice shaky.
Colin frowned, his tone tinged with something that sounded vaguely like worry. âWhy⌠dâyou need my help, specifically?â
Peter hung his head, tears coming to his eyes once again. âBecause youâre the only p-person who can bring them backâŚâ
As he spoke, a sob choked itâs way out, only to be cut off by his shirt.
â...What the hellâre you talking about? Whoâs âthemâ?...â Cal shook his head, pinching the bridge of his nose and letting out an audible sigh. âExplain, please.â
When's the last time you cried?
Lets all buy cowboy hats
Lets buy two cowboy hats
youre getting too ambitious randy
remember the story of icarus
he put on too many cowboy hats and was weighed down and couldnt fly
Y'all'd've
Whomst'd've'ly'yaint'nt'ed'ies's'y'es.
"Colin. Kiss him." -Hali (( :'D
Cal blinked awkwardly. âKiss⌠who?â
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âPeter.â She deadpanned, obviously not joking around. âGo kiss him. Now.â
He gave her a disgusted look. âWhyâŚ?â
âHis catsâre rocks righâ now. They get turned back when ya kiss him. So go kiss him.â
âHis⌠whatâre what now?â Colin blinked. ââŚExplain.â
Ivy sighed, rubbing the back of her head. Were westerners always this slow� Maybe he had been thrown from one of his rodeo animals one time too many.
âHis cats. Theyâve been turned inta rocks, via anons. Anâ the only way theyâll return ta beinâ catsâs if ya kiss him.â
âKiss Peter?â He wrinkled his nose in distaste, pursing his lips together. â...âKay, two things. One, Hali, youâre not exactly among the most trustworthy of people, if ya catch my drift. And two, that sounds like a load of bull, no offense.âÂ
Cal propped his chin on his hand, clicking his tongue. âErgo, Iâm going to need solid proofâpreferably the kind thatâs straight from the mouth of the horse himselfâthat youâre not pullinâ my leg on this one. â
"Colin. Kiss him." -Hali (( :'D
Cal blinked awkwardly. âKiss⌠who?â
@rcrp-halifax
âPeter.â She deadpanned, obviously not joking around. âGo kiss him. Now.â
He gave her a disgusted look. âWhyâŚ?â
âHis catsâre rocks righâ now. They get turned back when ya kiss him. So go kiss him.â
âHis... whatâre what now?â Colin blinked. â...Explain.â
"Colin. Kiss him." -Hali (( :'D
Cal blinked awkwardly. âKiss⌠who?â
@rcrp-halifax
âPeter.â She deadpanned, obviously not joking around. âGo kiss him. Now.â
He gave her a disgusted look. âWhy...?â
What are you going to do?
Peter shakily calls Colin on his phone.
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Cal slipped a hand in his jean pocket, pulled out his buzzing phone and slid his thumb against the touch screen.
âUgh, itâs you.â He held the phone up to his ear and tucked his free hand back into his pocket. âWhat d'you want, now? Did something happen?â
His mind went blank as the true enormity of the situation dawned on him. There was no way he would possibly get Colin to cooperate! His cats were as good as gone. GoneâŚ
A wave of adrenaline washed over him as he began to speak. âC-Cal⌠I need your helpâŚâ he answered, voice shaky.
Colin frowned, his tone tinged with something that sounded vaguely like worry. âWhy... dâyou need my help, specifically?â
"Colin. Kiss him." -Hali (( :'D
Cal blinked awkwardly. âKiss... who?â
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What are you going to do?
Peter shakily calls Colin on his phone.
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Cal slipped a hand in his jean pocket, pulled out his buzzing phone and slid his thumb against the touch screen.
âUgh, itâs you.â He held the phone up to his ear and tucked his free hand back into his pocket. âWhat d'you want, now? Did something happen?â
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[text] Yes Cow Town?
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[text] I FOUND SOMEONEâS LOST DOG.
[text] AT THE PARK.
[text] I think heâs a Cavapoo but I dunno for sure.
[text] Cool.
[text] Does it have a collar?
[text] Or a tag?
[text] Or a way to identify who it belongs to in any way?
[text] Uh, one sec.
[text] Well, itâs got a collar. No tag.
[text] It says âDonkey.â
[text] LOOOUUU ârcrp-calgary
[text] Yes Cow Town?
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[text] I FOUND SOMEONEâS LOST DOG.
[text] AT THE PARK.
[text] I think heâs a Cavapoo but I dunno for sure.