It is MINE!

She wanted to laugh right in the woman's face as she stood there screeching and flailing about. The man that had come in with her seemed to be trying to talk some sense into her, which caused Borlla to scowl. Without turning around, she reached into her bag, and pulled out the teddy bear, thumb and index finger grasping its little arm cruelly between her nails. "Where's the fun in that?" She countered.

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She glared daggers at Mapplethorpe, a new one wouldn't be the same. It wouldn't be her Fluffy-Butticus the first. When the woman at the bar fished her missing teddy from her purse an unholy screech left her mouth as she squealed. After being concealed in the woman's purse she knew she would never get rid of the stink of dog. "Well it looks like you'll have to." she muttered to her husband as she turned with a huff to leave the bar bearless. She was too hangry to continue with her tirade for now, but the woman could now consider herself marked.

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(This post was last modified: Apr 03, 2014, 11:39 PM by Naira.)