002::. fucking cats...

[lionxhearted]

I don't like cats. They smell like rotted tuna, they purr, they cuddle up to you, and they make women squeal like banshees. I hate cats. Now could someone please tell me how I got stuck with fucking freakish looking cats as the indicator of my current mood? Not that any of you need to know how I'm feeling, but I refuse to work with cats.If Aerith

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[weightedheart]

...Squall?

[lionxhearted]

... Cloud?

If this is you, kid, you know damned well I don't answer to that name.

[weightedheart]

...is that all you can say?

[lionxhearted]

... whatever.

I'll let it slide this once. Where in the hell are you at?

[weightedheart]

...someplace with big buildings. I've never seen anything like this before.

I was...was...um...

Where the hell are you?

[lionxhearted]

Hang tight, kid. I'll find you, wherever you're at.

I'm in a place called Center-City. Lots of lit up buildings, tons of people. You anyplace like that?

[weightedheart]

...I can head that way...