09-23-2018, 08:27 PM
Leroy’s yellow bulbs persisted to latch onto Ophelia’s, each and every high-minded utterance delivered from her crop sinking into his brain. From what she said, he was seen as an in-between, a mezzo point in this wacky world of murderers and saviours. Each synonym vocalized by the feline crafted the canine’s breaths into shakier and shakier ones, as pure gratefulness exhaled from the worn lungs of his. Never had he ever experienced a coziness comparable to now, and he had Ophelia to thank for it. The urge to pull her into an embrace grew large in his throat, the fire to do so only drenched by the fact that he’d likely crush her under his weight; and her injuries would not benefit from that at all. But, he needed to do something, anything to display appreciation for her behaviour.
”’M sorry ya had ta see me like this," Leroy apologized meekly, stretching his fatigued spine, ” I wan’ ta be remembered as the fun guy, not the bellyacher.” His voice was nigh breaking, his planate, low tone certainly a smidge taller than it commonly was. ”Ya need me ta be honest, I’ll be honest witcha, all the way. Wha’ I need from you is union, someone ta lean on. I haven’ gotten vibes like this before - I think ‘s special, wha’ we’ve got goin’-“
”Sorry” he’d immediately chirp, stifling snickers as he did so, ”I can’ stop thinkin’ that I sound like an active duty from a cheesy romance flick.” Respiring yet again, Leroy spoke once more before finishing. ”I’d like someone ta lean on, and I’d love fo’ that someone ta be you - actually, now that I think of it, you’d have to lean on me... whatever. You get my point? I care for ya, an’ I know ‘s only been about a month an’ a half since we first spoke, but I think I like ya more than I like anythin’ else.”
//reeee sorry i had to rush towards the end
”’M sorry ya had ta see me like this," Leroy apologized meekly, stretching his fatigued spine, ” I wan’ ta be remembered as the fun guy, not the bellyacher.” His voice was nigh breaking, his planate, low tone certainly a smidge taller than it commonly was. ”Ya need me ta be honest, I’ll be honest witcha, all the way. Wha’ I need from you is union, someone ta lean on. I haven’ gotten vibes like this before - I think ‘s special, wha’ we’ve got goin’-“
”Sorry” he’d immediately chirp, stifling snickers as he did so, ”I can’ stop thinkin’ that I sound like an active duty from a cheesy romance flick.” Respiring yet again, Leroy spoke once more before finishing. ”I’d like someone ta lean on, and I’d love fo’ that someone ta be you - actually, now that I think of it, you’d have to lean on me... whatever. You get my point? I care for ya, an’ I know ‘s only been about a month an’ a half since we first spoke, but I think I like ya more than I like anythin’ else.”
//reeee sorry i had to rush towards the end