I CANT TAKE IT!

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~~~MOCHA'S POV~~~

When we entered inside Mikes house, the groaning got louder. I sighed in annoyance. No one can brake this girl!
"You still hear that?!?" I yell load enough so I can here myself.
"Stop yelling! Jeez. And I don't hear anything," he said with a frown. "I'll be right back to see if I have left over dog food, stay here no matter what".
I grunt,"FIIINE!"
My stomach grumbles as I see Mike sashay down the old crusted hallway. All of a sudden I feel the urge to run away. But I wouldn't do that to poor old Mike! Would I? Nononononono! I wouldn't!
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! THE SOUNDS ARE TOO MUUUCH AAAAAAAAAAAH!" I screeched painfully wincing at my sudden loudness. "I'm sorry mike, I'm so sorry!" I bark desperately before running through the front doors.

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