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Well, she wasn't wrong. While Tanglewood had been an interesting place to explore, he found that he liked Snowbound better, where he could be with Jacob and chill in the colder temperatures that he was used to. This wasn't to say that he saw this as his true home, because his heart still lied in New Jersey and New York. "Glad you came to the right place, then." Jerseyboy responded with a smile, and he glanced down at his hind leg before answering, "It's fine. Glad I was able to keep it." Had Cherrywine not saved him from the trap, he probably would have had to gnaw it off himself.
A voice had come from above, causing Jerseyboy to crane his neck upward to get a glance. Seeing the figure of ivory and recognizing the sarcastic tone of voice, he knew it to be Killua. Oh, great. This kid reminded him of the cops back on the east coast — blunt and obnoxious with nothing better to do than to write tickets and yell at random people because they could. Although he had never been in a direct encounter with a police officer, he could tell that a lot of people either feared them or hated them. Jerseyboy, in this case, was leaning more towards the latter. Did he hate Killua? No. But this kid always stuck his nose where it didn't belong and it was starting to get real annoying.
The tuxedo tom interjected, "Hey, hey, hey — You think you can go one minute without startin' shit? Hm? She ain't doin' anything wrong." Maybe to the others, crossing the border was a giant offense and something to be alarmed about, but Jerseyboy could honestly give less of a shit right now. Perhaps it was because he knew Cherrywine. Perhaps it was because she was hot and there was no way in hell he was going to blow his chance. Perhaps it was because Jersey could see that she wasn't doing any harm and it made no sense to react with hostility.
Jerseyboy turned his attention back to the she-cat and muttered, "Don't mind 'im. It's a tough crowd 'round here." It really was. He had yet to meet someone that was as fun as he was. Everyone else was way too serious, like they all had sticks up their asses. Jersey wondered what would happen if he slipped them something to make them "relax". He'd get a kick out of that for sure.
Well, she wasn't wrong. While Tanglewood had been an interesting place to explore, he found that he liked Snowbound better, where he could be with Jacob and chill in the colder temperatures that he was used to. This wasn't to say that he saw this as his true home, because his heart still lied in New Jersey and New York. "Glad you came to the right place, then." Jerseyboy responded with a smile, and he glanced down at his hind leg before answering, "It's fine. Glad I was able to keep it." Had Cherrywine not saved him from the trap, he probably would have had to gnaw it off himself.
A voice had come from above, causing Jerseyboy to crane his neck upward to get a glance. Seeing the figure of ivory and recognizing the sarcastic tone of voice, he knew it to be Killua. Oh, great. This kid reminded him of the cops back on the east coast — blunt and obnoxious with nothing better to do than to write tickets and yell at random people because they could. Although he had never been in a direct encounter with a police officer, he could tell that a lot of people either feared them or hated them. Jerseyboy, in this case, was leaning more towards the latter. Did he hate Killua? No. But this kid always stuck his nose where it didn't belong and it was starting to get real annoying.
The tuxedo tom interjected, "Hey, hey, hey — You think you can go one minute without startin' shit? Hm? She ain't doin' anything wrong." Maybe to the others, crossing the border was a giant offense and something to be alarmed about, but Jerseyboy could honestly give less of a shit right now. Perhaps it was because he knew Cherrywine. Perhaps it was because she was hot and there was no way in hell he was going to blow his chance. Perhaps it was because Jersey could see that she wasn't doing any harm and it made no sense to react with hostility.
Jerseyboy turned his attention back to the she-cat and muttered, "Don't mind 'im. It's a tough crowd 'round here." It really was. He had yet to meet someone that was as fun as he was. Everyone else was way too serious, like they all had sticks up their asses. Jersey wondered what would happen if he slipped them something to make them "relax". He'd get a kick out of that for sure.
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