We decide after the shopping, we would go to my place, because I always had food there, and it was slightly bigger according to the floorplan and I remember the first time we got there, she had asked for two 'food' on the way there, so, being the literal person I am, when we got home I put on three rounds of 'food' which was leftovers, One for me and two for Vex, as she had asked for, when I approached her with three plates, she asked "is your brother here?" and I said "no, you asked for two food, so, here it is, two food" she laughed and said "I was joking" and I said "well, I wasn't, and I am not going to put this in the fridge. So, eat up" she ate the two servings as quickly as I could finish one.
On week 10, I cracked, after dinner I said "I have to change", she looked at me and said "change what?" I sighed and said "My attitudes, my work ethic, my social life, my clothes. All these things have done is ruin my life, I cant do very many things with these". She looked deeply hurt by this. "Do you know what I heard? You don't have to change for anyone if it is who you are. and I may have only known you for 10 weeks, but I think that you are a suit guy, your tail, face and... well your entire personality can be described as a suit, dark, but beautiful. Most people wear them on special events, but you wear it all the time. You remind me that every day is special. if I'm having a bad day, all I have to do is look at you" I stand back from her and say "then why do people still point? They see me everyday, but their views never change, they still think I am just a crazy guy. To them, I, I'm..." she looked at me with fire in her eyes, "and you believe them, don't you?" she quietens down so she is speaking in a soft voice "don't change just to fit in, change for the good, not just for their view to be changed. Why, Change? They will only find more ways to get under your skin". I looked at her, her words were more than just words to her, she started crying, then, something kicked in and I was hugging her, and I never really hug anyone, I don't even hug my brother upon instinct, I was brought back to reality when she hugged back. I fought back the tears, but one fell off my face and hit her neck. She pushed away to speak "I think, I love you." my body went rigid, she has known me for one term and... well... I think I love her too.
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Why Change? (Straight furry story)
FanfictionCarl is a light grey wolf who likes to wear his tuxedo, everywhere. After he was sent to a special school by his parents who abused him for 11 years, they died in Hobart. So he was stuck with a 1 year old at the age of 11, and 9 million dollars to...
