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“O fuck.. o fuck” Lance said as he panted. The rain was pouring, beating even, down upon him. His short dark brown hair was stuck against his wet brow. As he dashed around the corner,
his bright green eyes checking his surrounding, he noticed the little house down the road. “Finally” He screamed as he dashed for all his worth. In his mind he imagined dashing quicker than a Olympic gold medallist. As he neared his house he quickly fumbled in his pocket and pulled out his keys. When they dropped to the ground, god himself was offended by the sheer amount of
cursing this young man made within one minute. He grabbed his keys and was just about to stand up again when he noticed the soaking wet cardboard box. As he moved towards it he began to
hear noises. When he opened the box he found three little kittens staring back at him. They were small and wet to the bone. He wanted to get up and get inside his warm house, but his conscious dropped kicked him right back. Grabbing the wet box he quickly got inside his house with his new ‘roommates’ .
He had taken his wet shirt of his 6’3 tall frame and dropped it on the floor. His hair was now being dried down by a large towel. A similar towel now was wrapped around the three little kittens.
Each time Lance stared at them he began to care more and more for them. “O cut it out” He said as they stared at him with big begging eyes. He turned around and tried to imagine he was
immune to their charms. Mere minutes later he had placed them in a new box and stuffed it with soft pillows and blankets. The young man could not resist their cute and innocent natures.
When the alarm went off he looked at the time. A small yawn escaped his lips as he began to feel his eyes get heavy. “Time for bed” He said gently as he padded all three kittens one last time.
He lifted himself in his bed and soon was fast asleep.
his bright green eyes checking his surrounding, he noticed the little house down the road. “Finally” He screamed as he dashed for all his worth. In his mind he imagined dashing quicker than a Olympic gold medallist. As he neared his house he quickly fumbled in his pocket and pulled out his keys. When they dropped to the ground, god himself was offended by the sheer amount of
cursing this young man made within one minute. He grabbed his keys and was just about to stand up again when he noticed the soaking wet cardboard box. As he moved towards it he began to
hear noises. When he opened the box he found three little kittens staring back at him. They were small and wet to the bone. He wanted to get up and get inside his warm house, but his conscious dropped kicked him right back. Grabbing the wet box he quickly got inside his house with his new ‘roommates’ .
He had taken his wet shirt of his 6’3 tall frame and dropped it on the floor. His hair was now being dried down by a large towel. A similar towel now was wrapped around the three little kittens.
Each time Lance stared at them he began to care more and more for them. “O cut it out” He said as they stared at him with big begging eyes. He turned around and tried to imagine he was
immune to their charms. Mere minutes later he had placed them in a new box and stuffed it with soft pillows and blankets. The young man could not resist their cute and innocent natures.
When the alarm went off he looked at the time. A small yawn escaped his lips as he began to feel his eyes get heavy. “Time for bed” He said gently as he padded all three kittens one last time.
He lifted himself in his bed and soon was fast asleep.
