I try to block the door way with my body while Landon and Jake stand in the hallway with bags of groceries in their hands.
"So don't be mad but," I'm interrupted by the mew of a sweet kitten.
"Annabelle what was that." Landon asks, his eyes narrowing.
"I may have accidentally sort of adopted five cats."
"FIVE?" Landon yells.
"CATS?" Jake squeaks.
"It may look bad but I promise it will be really easy to clean up and they were only 65 dollars each and..."
"Sixty five dollars? Each?" Landon yells.
Meanwhile Jake pushes past me and look at the haircovered furniture and the mewing box of kittens.
He lets out a squeal that would rival the cats as my 22 year old, heavy metal, emo room mate sinks to the floor smitten by a box of kittens.
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Short Stories and Poetry
Short StoryRandom short stories and Poetry some original, some ones I just liked. Things from emo superpowers, and dramatic paintball scenes, here is a collection of stories that are sure to entertain you.
