LOVE4EVA【❤】MOVIE NIGHT + GAME

[the trash man]

[align=center][div style=" background-color: transparent; border: 0px solid black; width: 550px; min-height: 9px; font-family: arial; line-height: 109%; text-align: left; color: black; padding: 20px;font-size: 12px;"]effort had been put in by the child, for the benefit of others, it was a miracle. linux didn't even have to be pushed to do it. a sight to see indeed - the things that the ivory kitten had done for her group, her extended family, the lengths that the kittne had gone to. it wasn't something too grand really now that linux overthought it. with the tiny kitten's strength, fluffy and warm blankets had been lain over old and ratty couches to bring some sense of renewal to them, the couches all pointed towards a old and not so busted tv screen that still had the life in it to play some of it's last moving images. quaint linux would call it. among other words, such as cute and adorable. the electronics all plugged up to a travel generator - the horrible thing sparked dangerously as one wold expect a human's garbage to spark, but the child seemed to not care at all. a little electrical shock hadn't killed the child just yet.

separating the couches from the tv screen were a few tables, another blanket over the tabletop to mimic something clean and new even if the wood had been eaten away by termites. along the blanket lain across the top were bowls all filled with various foods, foods that had been prepared by the child from their strange cooking shows that they saw frequently on the tv nowadays. their edibility was therefore put into question, but linux would argue that it was the thought that counted. not the subsequent food poisoning.

"hey y'all! come take some time from your boring business to watch a movie and play two truths one lie with me! i made food for you guys! it's really delicious food too!" was the typhoon member's lives really boring? linux didn't know, but she knew that before the spur of the moment idea to set up a movie night - she was.

[darci]

[div style="margin: 0 auto; width: 60%; font-family: georgia; font-size: 13pt; text-align: justify;"]Victor had use to watch TV quite a bit back home. During the late evenings would his owner allow Victor and the other sled dogs into their home. The nightly tradiation was to usually pile as many dogs on top of each other in front of the fire and watch "The Voice" with their owner. Sometimes his cousin thought he was cute and would sing along to the humans singing on the television. Victor's owner found it humorous at first, but after this happening during every show, his cousin ended up getting a shoe throw at him and that was the last of it. He found himself smiling at the memory.

The cream and ivory husky came trotting forth upon hearing Linux's call. His eyes drew over the entire setup, tail wagging happily. It looked like this wound be an enjoyable evening. "This looks wonderful Linux. You can count me in."

[the trash man]

[align=center][div style=" background-color: transparent; border: 0px solid black; width: 550px; min-height: 9px; font-family: arial; line-height: 109%; text-align: left; color: black; padding: 20px;font-size: 12px;"]idly waiting linux had been fiddling with the tv's vhs slot, trying passionately to fit her favourite movie into the slot. it appeared to be jammed with something, probably some kind of candy however. at the sound of victor's tone the girl turned around, pleasantly surprised by the familiar face staring back. "yeah, thanks for keeping me company. eat, drink do whatever you want before we can start the games."