6: Names

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The tall red friend smiles and tells me, "I'm Wilt! What your name?". I reply, "I'm Y/N! It's great to see you again!".

Wilt. It's such a nice name. My smile stretched from ear to ear. Figuratively though.

I see a bunny rabbit friend hop out of the bus, paperwork in his arms. Wilt sees me stare at this bunny man, and tells me, "That's Mr. Harriman."

I float down to the bunny and greet myself to him. Then an old woman with white hair staggered out of the van. She somehow knew instantly that I was an abandoned friend somehow, and took me inside.

The inside building didn't have that much in it. Or that many friends. I'm assuming this place is a newer adoption center. I've seen a few in other areas and countries, but they were smaller. This looked like it could fit a gazillion friends in here and then some!

After I officially became an adoptable friend, Wilt gave me a house tour.

Sorry for the sporadic updates on this, I wasn't sure how to start it. I do know the middle and end though!

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