I get up excitedly because I get to spend a whole entire DAY with Matt, Ryan, and of course, Mark. I jump out of bed and start making my coffee. I get dressed and do my make-up. I see that I have a text from Mark.
Mark: Hey! I'm sorry if I woke you....
Me: No. I've been up for probably 30 mins wby?
Mark: Just woke up.
Me: Cool.
Mark: Yeah, anyways, what time do you wanna head over?
Me: Anytime is cool. I don't really care.
Mark: Okay. Um, how about 30 minuets?
Me: Sure! Sounds like a plan!!
Him: Cool!
~Le Time Skip~
I'm heading over there, and then I see a black and grey bundle of fur. I realize it's a kitten. With a sinking feeling in my stomach I call Mark.
Mark: Hey Ella, what's u-
Me: Mark. Get over here asap. Bring a bottle of water, a bowl, and a towel. Hurry!!!
Mark: Okay..? Why? Is someone hurt? Are you okay?
Me: Yes yes. I'm fine. Now haul ass here now!!
Mark: Okay!
He gets here pretty quick and he sees what's happening. "Mark, call Matt or Ryan and tell them to put the dogs up." "Okay Ella." While he does that, I look at the kitten for any signs of external injuries. It's leg is twisted at an awkward angle and there is dried blood on it. I gag at the stench of the poor thing, it smells like rotting flesh. I feel heat radiating off it before I even touch it.
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The King (of Five Nights at Freddy's) and I
Hayran KurguAs I walked down the street talking to my best friend a Markiplier obsessed YouTuber named Giovanni, he had made the call that would change my life forever.
