Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27115455-20170225073706/@comment-24387293-20170317003943

“Your teddy?” he questioned. How was a teddy alive? “Oh, as in it slumps over?”

“Oh,” Aisley’s eyes widened and his face started to go red “I’m so sorry, I hope I didn’t offend you, I’m sorry, again. Uh…” he frantically searched around for a save. In his peripheral he spotted a box of toys for charity. He walked up to the counter, looking somewhat ill and nervous, and asked for one. He handed over some money, before receiving a cute little cat plushie with calico colouring. “Here,” he passed the cat to her “Seeing as you won’t really want any cupcakes,” Aisley smiled, looking at the ground.

His cats looked suspiciously at the plush. One of them meowed at it, before deciding it was either an idiot or dead. Aisley smiled fondly at his cats and picked the smallest one up. Minerva pressed her nose into his shirt as he went into the line for ordering.