Malta
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footsteps tapped against the soaked disgraced concrete, hadn’t lived in this town any longer than maybe 3 months, had moved here for college, the trip was a bit rough, leaving family, leaving familiarity, leaving friends, it was all a flash. This town never seemed to stop raining, had picked up a daytime job to fund their hobbies. This new job seemed like a steal at first, right up until met their boss— Davy. He was an absolute mess, unorganized, unprofessional, unproductive, and it drove insane, the job had picked out for easy money had turned sour, not even mentioning the customers. Today had been particularly difficult for some middle-aged entitled woman had demanded her 98 percent discount on a totally forged coupon, and she demanded to see the manager, which went all too
well. As walked home, they simply thought about 3 things, food, shower and bed. That’s all that mattered to . The walk wasn’t even good, got soaked by some faulty rain spigot, it seemed it was an all-uphill kind of day. attempted to open the front door to their apartment—locked, fumbled with a key—wrong key, found the right key—dropped it, turned the lock—dropped their groceries. Staying calm took everything out of . put the cold goods in the fridge, and then shut the door, turning to look across the apartment and—boom.. Malta standing right across them, she seemed like she had just woken from a nap, her beautiful black hair contrasting across her grey fur accented with pure cream white, she was stunning-even in her dazed, sluggish state.
hiiii she called out in her all too soft welcome voice, Malta was wearing.. very little… just her tan hoodie, and you saw no shorts, as you suspected she was likely in underwear. She saw how distressed was and decided to do something. “Awww, you poor thing, you alright? Go sit on the couch, I’ll make your favorite..