"How so?" The blonde tilted her head to the side, confusion shown in for like eyes as she glanced up at the man. "Is Tiny still here…?" Harley glanced around, looking for the kitten he had once gotten her. "If ya ain’t wantin me here, I can finds somewhere else to be." She didn’t...
"Oh... Im guessin' that's a good thing, I bet he ain't so Tiny no more, is he?" Harley asked curiously, doe like eyes looking up at him. She scrunched up her nose upon seeing the woman, tilting her head to the side. Her pigtails went with her in a similar motion as she did. She figured that the woman had idea of who she was, most people did and had a reason behind why. "Ya sound real weird and I ain't gotta haves no appointment to nothin'..." The harlequin replied as she grabbed Tiny, squeezing the cat tightly and loving on it like she had always done. "I ain't gotta leave, not no mores."
She watched as the lady, known now as Charlotte left, looking back at Theodore as she pet Tiny lovingly. Harley instinctually felt a dislike towards the woman.
The harlequin let a huff, crossing her arms over her chest. She then looked over at him, bottom lip quivering. "Then gets ridda her..." Harley replied, voice stubborn and childlike as she looked at him. It easy to tell she was hurt and slightly angry. She hated to admit it but in her eyes Theodore was no better than Mistah J right now, although Theo didn't hurt her physically, he still hurt her. Another similarity was that they both had replaced her at a time.









