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[wantstobeone.livejournal.com]

[ Patch looks like the saddest puppy ever settled against the leg of a table. he was playing with a little red ball beforehand, but now it's still, just barely brushing against his nose when he sighs. ]


I miss my pets...

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[wantstobeone.livejournal.com]

[ hops up, recognizing that voice anywhere! but just as his tail is wagging, his nose scrunches. Patches doesn't smell like that. ]

Smells like an old fireplace...

[jailedbait.livejournal.com]

[frowns.]

It's me. Patches ..?

[wantstobeone.livejournal.com]

Patches! [ sits back, pawing at air. ] You came back!

[jailedbait.livejournal.com]

I did.

[grinning all over again as he kneels, holding his arms out.]

I missed you.

[wantstobeone.livejournal.com]

Patches, you--!

[ excitement got the better of him; he's gotten a good look now. ]

You look different.

[jailedbait.livejournal.com]

... I went somewhere.

[how do you explain hell and murder to a puppy?]

It taught me a lot of lessons and changed me a lot. For the better, I hope.

[wantstobeone.livejournal.com]

I liked you the way you were. You weren't so... scary.