Home at last

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Remy holds you under a street lamp while your tears slowly dry up.

"let me take you home sweet fur" he whispers soulfully.

You both get up and walk. He keeps an arm around you to guide you towards your new home. On your walk home you laugh with him, you cry with him and you can't keep your feelings in anymore. Seeing his smile makes you smile, seeing him sad makes you sad, you can't help but think. Is he the rat for me?

He interrupts your thinking by saying "here we are sweet fur"

and you are there. Home at last. 


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