The Park, Monday

[woofbloodywoof]

On one of the benches in the park was an old coffee can, with a few loose coins in it, and a big sign that read "PLeeS GyV 2 ChARATee".

Ignore the smelly lump of fur sleeping under the bench.

[Open like an open thing. And, of course, this is only one small, specific area of the park -- feel free to use the rest of the park as you see fit.]

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[minnesota_teen]

Amber didn't have any classes today, so she was out for a walk in the park being that the weather was relatively reasonable.

The sign was not hard to miss though the spelling baffled her. For the sake of charity, she dug into her pocket and pulled out all the change she had, dropping it into the can.

[woofbloodywoof]

"Fank you, miss. Much obliged," came the mutter from underneath the bench.

[minnesota_teen]

Oh, that startled her and she looked around for whoever it was who spoke to her before she looked down, noticing the dog underneath the bench. Raising her brows, she crouched, wrapping her arms around her knees as she peered at it. Ew. It really stank.

"You, uh, didn't talk to me, did you?" Amber could almost believe it since she knew a frog who was a student.

[woofbloodywoof]

"'f course not. Don't be silly. Dogs can't talk."

As if to emphasize the point, the dog yawned and started scratching at its hindquarters.

[tinkerbitch]

Tink was flying through the park, and looking fabulous doing it. She was. She was an expert at looking fabulous, really.

[woofbloodywoof]

The smelly park bench coughed pointedly at her before she could pass it by.

[tinkerbitch]

Tink stopped, glancing around, when ... ugh! A stench was hovering here, something terrible.

What on earth was wrong with that bench!?!

[woofbloodywoof]

"Yeah, you don't smell so hot, yourself," Gaspode complained, walking out from under the bench and stretching. "Spare some change for a poor doggie? Or I'll take teeth, too, if you're going and not coming."

He knew a guy who knew a guy who knew a guy who made dentures.