06-06-2018, 10:42 AM
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goldenluxury "goldie" roux — female — the typhoon — tags
when the male made his way over, her paws began tapping up and down excitedly. she was happy to spend time with mister jacob! she wanted to be friends with him! when he said she didn't have to call him mister, she had to think for a second before responding. "well, i know papa likes you and i think you're real swell, so i thought it'd be polite to call ya mister! unless, you don't want me to! then i'll stop." she explained quickly, giving a small grin. whenever she respected somebody a lot she'd call them mister or miss, or whatever title they went by! well, except papa. papa was different because he's papa and he'll always be papa! that was the title specifically for him, after all.
but, jacob gathering the supplies and speaking again knocked away these thoughts and reminded her of what they were doing. whoa, she could choose between what to cook? uhhh....she didn't know. she was quiet for a moment, unsure of what to pick. "well, hmm...what do you think my papa would like best? or what do you like best, if you don't know? i wanna make yummy food to give to papa and my friends! i think that'd be nice!" goldie then described next, not really having a preference. well, she admittedly preferred sweets, but she didn't mind too much giving that up since she liked food in general and didn't really know anything about making it yet.
but, jacob gathering the supplies and speaking again knocked away these thoughts and reminded her of what they were doing. whoa, she could choose between what to cook? uhhh....she didn't know. she was quiet for a moment, unsure of what to pick. "well, hmm...what do you think my papa would like best? or what do you like best, if you don't know? i wanna make yummy food to give to papa and my friends! i think that'd be nice!" goldie then described next, not really having a preference. well, she admittedly preferred sweets, but she didn't mind too much giving that up since she liked food in general and didn't really know anything about making it yet.
NOTHING'S EVER LOST FOREVER, IT'S JUST HIDING IN THE RECESS OF YOUR MIND AND WHEN YOU NEED IT, IT WILL COME TO YOU AT NIGHT. I MISS THE YELLOW. I MISS THE YELLING AND THE SHAKEDOWN. I'M NOT COMPLAINING, NO, I GOT A BETTER SET OF KNIVES NOW. I MISS MY DRUMMER, MY DEAD STEPBROTHER, AND THE PIT CROWD. AND CHUCK AND MATTY - IF THEY COULD SEE ME THEY'D BE SO PROUD.