Dec 21, 2013
"Toshio... these puppies are just like you and me. Abandoned. Unloved. This one, the black one with beautiful hazel eyes, is you. See how he's just in the corner by himself? He doesn't see his own potential. And this one reminds me of myself... he wants my attention so bad, because he's feeling lonely."
Toshio moved himself between the serial killer and the box, his face contorting with anger. “G…g-get away from those stupid little things, you murderer. If you kill people, I know you;ll have no reservation when it comes to p-possibly killing…..” Shooting her a disgusted glare he bent over the box and slowly coaxed the shivering black ball of fur into his hands, unable to keep from feeling a bit annoyed at how helpless the thing was.