#dysgenetics

[deceitist-blog]

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↳ ❂ ↰ At last, his dreams had been realised: the teen found a few stray cats in the park, and they were more than eager for some attention. He hadn’t been bothering to keep track of time, and while a few people passed by him ( some throwing him weird looks, probably ), he paid no attention to them either. Finding new cats to pet was second only to owning his own, after all, so he couldn’t be bothered by the presence of other humans. It was only when one of the cats got up and trotted off that he looked over at the person the feline approached. “Ah, I’m guessing he knows you?”

He probably should’ve sat up before talking, there there he stayed, lying on his back with a cat on top of him.

[notcryptian-blog1]

『 @dysgenetics 』

[ 影 ] “Adrian,” the girl greeted her other with a short nod. She wasn’t in the mood to put more than minimal effort into conversation, but she wouldn’t avoid chatting altogether. Going a few days without sleep wasn’t too uncommon for her. “How are things on your end? Are you doing well?”

[tokicide]

@dysgenetics

『 🕗 』 As much as Kuro felt like throwing up, he hated wasting food. Somehow he’d miscalculated on what his body could handle holding down. Glancing around, he approached the closest person and held the plate out to him. He seemed familiar, but he wouldn’t put too much thought into it. “Here you go, sir. A free peanut butter and jelly sandwich for all of your... hard work...?”

[tokicide]

dysgenetics

『 🕗 』 “This is it. This is the end for me.” Kuro slumped against the closest wall, holding a fist to his aching chest.

[arasoii-blog]

dysgenetics

( 亮子 ) “I’m not sure if giving candy to a cat is a good idea. You might make him sick.”