My mate suggested the color. [He's not even thinking as he says it, it's so natural now. It's no stranger than breathing, Daisy has become such a natural part of him.
And the feed dies, almost at once, for a whopping ten minutes of no contact before there is a familiar, rapid knock at the door, followed by a muffled...]
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And the feed dies, almost at once, for a whopping ten minutes of no contact before there is a familiar, rapid knock at the door, followed by a muffled...]
Rache? Rache! Open up, it's me!