آپ smile. A fight have آپ this adrenaline rush.
آپ look over to see boyfriend going at it with some other guy, but your pulled away سے طرف کی another soc trying to kick you.
آپ سوئنگ, جھول around fast and catch his leg before it made contact with yours. آپ flip him over to the ground.
آپ were celebrating your victory when a strong pair of hands wrapped around your neck, lifting آپ up off the ground.
Dally looks over to see your struggle, and immediately knees the guy hard he was fighting to come over and help you.
“That’s my girl.” He says, wild look in his eye. He swings a مککا, عجیب الخلقت towards the soc holding you, and his grip loosens, letting آپ go.
A pile of socs littered the ground.
“Well that was fun.” آپ grin.
“Olivia….” I start. The box of kittens was not something I wanted in this house.
“I found them down the street, daddy. This is one is Muffins, this one is Daisy.. And that’s Peaches.” She smiles up at me.
“Olivia… Do we really need these?”
“Daddy… They need a home.”
“We can find them one.”
“But they’ll love it here!” She says pouting. “I’ll feed them, I’ll play with them, I’ll take them on walks, and I’ll have چائے parties with them.”
“Cats don’t go on walks… And I don’t think they drink tea.”
“Please daddy.”
I hate it when she does this.
“Go talk to your mom.” I sigh.
