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Post by Pygmy on Mar 9, 2008 19:43:24 GMT -6
Kyda dishes out food for the last of the dogs in their kennels. Finished feeding for the day she pops teh lips od the food barrel back int its place then sighs and rubs her hands on her jeans.
Resting against the wall she wipes her red bangs out of her eyes.
'Just anohter hard wrking day.' She mumbles while closing her eyes to enjoy the silence of the eating dogs.
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Post by Beyond Birthday on Mar 9, 2008 19:49:33 GMT -6
Just as Kyda is about to walk out the door to end the day, she spies a boy from the neighborhood who she had always liked, but never had the courage to talk to.
Rushing to the door to open it, she is nearly knocked unconcious by him opening it as she leaned close to the handle.
Rubbing her head, she looks up at him. "H-hello...we're actually closed, now."
Brauche walks into the store, anyway, stepping past Kyda. "I'll only be a second."
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Post by Pygmy on Mar 9, 2008 19:54:47 GMT -6
He dashes down the hall to the euthanasia room where dogs are kept before giving 'The Injection'. He throws upen one of teh cage doors an a fluffy white spotted mutt leaps out, showering him in kisses. Brache allows the dog to lick his face.
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Kyda puts her hands on her hips and looksat the two of them.
"You came all teh way here to fre a dog due for death?" She questions him. Brache shrugs and looks the fluffy mutt in the face.
"I couldnt help it, knowing this loveable guy would die just because he didn have a home broke my heart!"
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Post by Beyond Birthday on Mar 9, 2008 20:04:12 GMT -6
Kyda turns around, facing the wall, laughing to herself. "How could such a seemingly brooding, dark guy be so soft?", she thought to herself. Turning around, she sees him about to walk out of the store. Kyda runs to him, shouting: "Brauche! Wait!"
He turns around, looking at her with a puzzled look on his face. "How do you know my name?", he questions her.
Kyda blushes, and again turns her head. "You can't just walk out of the store without signing these papers. And...ugh, *she bends down, picking up the dog*
He needs a leash..he isn't going to just follow you home. *sigh*"
Thinking to himself, he finally answers. "How about you walk me home and you can tell me everything you know."
Smiling to herself, she picks up the purse on the counter. This day might be looking up, afterall.
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