Aaron scratched his head, giving his feral, but friendly friend a smile, although he knew Rael couldn’t see it. “Alright. I can do that…” He began to looked around. He wanted Rael to stand out, but not too much. So bright hoodies were out. He patted Rael’s shoulder, a silent warning to say he was moving, before he moved deeper into the hoodie section.
Rael followed after the screamer silently, just managing not to run into anything. He paused at times to smell at some of the hoodies that already had blood on them.
oh my god that is sooo grosssssssssssss asdkjaksdjasd
((I KNOW XDDD BUT I WAS JUST SO DEAD AFTER VOMITING OUT MY GUTS THAT I DIDN’T EVEN CARE. luckily I had already emptied out my stomach :|))
Embarrassing story?
Anonymous((I’ll answer since Rael isn’t talking much.
So I got food poisoning one time, or at least that’s what I assume it was cuz my stomach hated me.
And I was so ill and weak that I woke up in the middle of the night and felt that I was about to throw up, but I was so exhausted that I literally just laid there and threw up on my pillow. Didn’t even bother to move out of it. I just laid in my own vomit :| and I remember thinking “Well, at least my pillow is warm now” then I fell back to sleep.))
))Aaron walked in and saw Rael sitting in front of a stand…..of hoodies. “Oooh….I see now…..do you need help finding a new hoodie or something?”
He nodded once, then pulled off his hoodie to show that he was ready to get a new hoodie, since the blue one he wore was a bit too small. Since he was pretty much blind, he would trust Aaron’s clothing judgement.
Aaron blinked watching Rael pounce away. He hadn’t seen him in a week and he was just leaving? Huffing, he dashed after Rael, running much like a dog.
Rael slowed down once he reached a clothing store and let a low growl before entering the store. He plopped down right infront of a stand of clothing and waited for Aaron.
Aaron smiles brightly and pats Rael’s head. “Glad you like them buddy!” He giggles softly. “You’re like a big loveable cat~”
He when back into a crouched position and sniffed over Aaron’s wounds to check them. Once he was finished, he let out a grunt of satisfaction, and let out a series of clicks before he hopped away.
