I have NO idea what the title has to do with the picture but I like the way it sounds C: (and its not a song title either I'm so proud of myself)
5 MOAR GAIZ
done traditionally with pen and inkkkk
5 MOAR GAIZ
done traditionally with pen and inkkkk
Category Artwork (Traditional) / All
Species Canine (Other)
Size 640 x 900px
File Size 800.5 kB
The moment he left my room the bickering, flickering tube just stopped it's crickety rhythm. It all slowed down, the wind through the hallway, the echoes of his pawpads, the phone ringing in my pocket. It slowed, I don't know how. And there, for that tiny second I realized, too late of course, that he won't be coming back. Heart skipped a beat, then the world continued, the tube flickering, the munching in my stomach, my brain activity. It all yelled, dizzy as it may sound, it all shouted: "Run! Go get him!" But I knew it was too late. He left, and he isn't coming back. That's all I knew right now.
Then I picked up the phone. It was Macy.
I got fired.
Then I picked up the phone. It was Macy.
I got fired.
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