I really hate my art .___.
Heres the--- yeah. ._.
-inhales-
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You were lost in the new town you were moved to with your family. You were scoping out the busy City and huslte and bustle. You saw teens around your age and such. You were so confused, all you did was hesitate.
You missed your old home. He heard someone and turn. A teen rabbit your age was staring back, head tilted. He smelt of cigarettes and rotting flesh. He flashes a grin,and speaks in his heavy British accent..
"Oi, Ya lost Cutie?~"You....
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