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What was she like? Oh Mike could write a thousand poems on Nancy’s beauty alone.
“She’s absolutely amazing.” Mike expressed dreamily. “She’s like summer’s day, when she’s sings it’s like church bells are ringing.” Mike wasn’t one to share his feeling often, but when he praised Nancy, oh boy did he praise her. “And she’s one hell of a poker player.” he says with a slight chuckle. “She deserves the world.”
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Lance thought he was going to have a regular trip to the store, he and Becky were out of cereal and chips, and he went out to get some. He made his way down to the cereal section and picked out their favorite kind of cereal, he was about to move again when suddenly his quills were being tugged on by a pair of tiny hands.
“Ow, ow! Kid get off!” he said, trying to shoo the tiny pig away.
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“O-oh, mademoiselle!” She exclaimed, cupping her fluffy cheeks in her dainty paws.
“Your voice is so beautiful! I loved your performance! I wished I was brave enough to sing up on stage... B-but--I can’t be a star...”
This is a little gift for @pigdreamer So far they are my favorite Rosita in the Fandom and I adore their art! You should totally watch them bc dang are they a great writer <3
“You could still be a good person.”
“And, just how do you reckon that?” He asked, though his tone was anything but calm, bearing clenched teeth and balling up his fist.
At first, he was upset. Upset and sorry for himself, sorry for his actions. Soon enough, that self pity developed into a sort of anger, and he found himself seething. Everything he had done was just leading up to this moment. It was going to happen eventually. He had lost Johnny, and therefore lost his life. Everything he had worked for, though not ethical, was for his family. He hated himself for it.
His large hand clenched even more around the phone connecting him to the pig across his view.
“Answer me.”
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The gentle nudge of the shopping cart pulled the bunny from her thoughts on which canned carrots were the best carrots -- having learned from past mistakes not to trust the exaggerated labels in the city. Quickly sidestepping the cart, Judy frantically waved grey paws across her chest- dismissing the apology. “ Oh- no! No, no this isn’t your fault, I should’ve been paying attention. ” The blame directed back to the bunny with a paw pointed to her chest- violet eyes drifted down to the almost overflowing cart in question.
An empathetic smile brightening her features, the bunny leaned forward as she gestured towards it with a thumb. “ Got a lot of kids, huh? ”
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Hood on and head hanging a bit to try and cover up his wound, the crocodile had his hand over his snout. A horrid scrape caused from a ball going at a high velocity during an underground tournament. Out of desperation, he was trying to throw off his opponent by bunting it, only to end up getting wiped out.
While he seems a little wobbly, he’s trying his damn best to play it cool. After all, he dared not to show any weakness around anybody. Latch at least wanted to make sure that, even while he’s wounded, he’ll damn well snap at some punk. His metallic tail thumping slightly at the ground out of frustration, Latch was going to find a place to get something to tend to his wounds. But he soon stopped once the pig made her presence known. Turning his head to take a glance at her before tugging at his hoodie a little more,
“....’m fine. Just need to get some bandages..or paper or somethin’..” He responds to her, slit pupils completely focused on her. “Either way..it’s none of your concern..”
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“Hey Rosita, do you understand anything from the paper Mr. Moon gave us?” he looked at the paper and some of the instructions written on it was a bit confusing to him. He was wondering if she had any clue to what Buster was requesting of them.
