Michael blushed immensely. "Well, um, what are you looking for?" Michael could still feel the heat from the blush. "I was looking for the collars, but they're not where they usually are." "Oh, sorry, I did some rearranging last night. Here, I'll take you to them." Michael felt his tail twitch and hoped that his oversized sweater covered it. "I like your sweater." Shit, he saw. "Oh well thank you." So Michael pulled his sweater down, now overly self conscious.
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Pet store || malum
FanfictionMichael works at the pet store and every week, a cute boy with black hair always comes and gets the same thing All Michael wants to do is have a full conversation with him But he doubts he would want to converse with a freak like him
