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"Patrick…" The girl huffed out, face burning a bright red as she rubbed her bum to get rid of the sting.
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The girl blinked for a moment, looking down to the clock that was on the floor, before looking to the girl once more and sighing soon afterwards. “Yes, I think you did as well…”
"Your Mother must have a great eye for beauty." Helena gave a little smile as she watched the girl pick up the last of the clock. "I’m Helena by the way, Helena Sinclair."
"Well actually it was had a great eye…” Alice muttered softly before she looked to the other. “Alice Olivia Warthrop. Nice to meet you Helena.”
Helena had though she heard something but let it slip pass. “It is a pleasure to meet you as well Alice.” she giggled softly and stood up, looking more around the manor. Honestly she wasn’t sure how she stumbled upon this place but once she saw the home she thought it would be a great place to find people.
Thank god; she let it slip by. Honestly Alice wouldn’t have known just what to do if that weren’t the situation, but oh well. Now that that awkwardness was out of the way there was just one question she needed to ask. “Mind me being bold but exactly what are you doing wandering around here?”
"Yes…today I nearly got into a damn car collision thanks to some lady cutting me off on the feckin’ highway while she was trying to merge into my lane."
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Mew Mew M!A Open starter (Muse is followed around by a group of stray cats)
It seemed like a normal day as the young man walked about, the sky was partially cloudy, his face was covered, and no one spoke too him. The way it was supposed too be for him.
However, a few minutes passed and the boy felt a gaze, then a second, third, forth gaze. Xavier turned and moved his hood too meet the other peoples gazes. It wasn’t people that watched, they were cats. Four at first, but as he stood, more came along.
He found this particularly strange and tried too keep himself from noticing. He failed horridly at trying too do so, the amount of cats soon doubled, twelve of them now followed the poor boy around.
What was going on? Why did these cats follow him all of a sudden?
Thank goodness for Fridays; it was the only day out of the month that Alice could actually enjoy herself for once and not fuss about all day with work. So, on that particular day, she had decided to take a walk.
Maybe it wasn’t such a good idea after all to do such a thing. There’d been a report of an animal shelter recently burning down, leaving very many stray cats in its wake. And since the girl was highly allergic to them, she knew that she had to be especially careful today. Though of course, as always, she had ignored herself. And boy did she wish she hadn’t.
Just out of the blue there and then the small girl felt herself bump into the boy, looking up to swear at him only to see who it was, and soon finding herself blushing-or maybe it was just from her allergies starting up.
"Oi Xavier; quite a show ya got here."
"Having troubles with you colleagues?"
"No, it’s just people in general…"
"I live in a world full of simpletons."