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Post by amanika on Apr 28, 2011 3:48:47 GMT -8
Tugger growled at that, hating the partial truth in Mistoffelees' words. Why was it every cat these days seemed to be able to see right through him, and no matter what he did, it was never the 'right' thing. "Right." he replied shortly, "Guess I'll see you around." he started walking again, fast. He was going to be late to the Fishbone regardless, but he didn't want to e having this conversation any longer.
((Exit Tugger))
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Post by victoriousscarf on Apr 28, 2011 8:22:37 GMT -8
Ears still back, Misto watched him go. "Maybe," he murmured, shaking his head and turning, though he had no inclination to return to the park bench, instead deciding to just get to work early.
[THREAD END]
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