Tweetens

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Thirty minutes passed when Droid finally got back, a few boxes in his hands with the top box being only slightly bigger than a shoebox.

"Where's Liv?" He asked the three that were sitting on the couch watching TV together.

"She's outside, she has been since you left," Pezzy says.

"Liv! Come in here!" Droid yelled while carefully putting the boxes onto the floor.

"What?" She asks while walking inside. Droid picked up the box that was on top and carefully handed it to her.

"Open this, but be careful." He smiled while handing it to her. She took the box and began to open it.

"Okay?" The three on the couch were all turned to look at them. When she finished opening the box and looked inside, she gasped. "Jaime, what the hell?" She reached into the box and carefully pulled out a bird that was no older than a few weeks.

"I remember Tweetens and how you loved that bird, he lived a good life with you. And now, this bird is a reason to quit, so you can give it another good life." Droid smiled.

"Holy shit, I thought you would've forgotten about Tweetens!" She put down the box and cradled the bird in her hands as it quietly chirped.

"I'm lost, who's Tweetens?" Puffer asks.

"Tweetens is a pet bird Liv had as a kid, she loved that bird and was heartbroken when it died, which is why she picked up drinking. She got it when she was seven and it died right before she turned twenty-one." Droid walked over to the couch and sat down on it. "She did everything for that bird." Droid smiled widely as he watched her. It was like she was in another world, a world where there were no problems, a world where she was like a bird; free.

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