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WITH MY DOG NAMED PIP (drabble)
neena thurman /THE "LUCKY MERC"RELAXING IS LITERALLY A THING. Eyes glanced over towards her new puppy Pip. It seemed like a lovely enjoyable Saturday night where she was able to relax the night away without interruptions. Of course waiting for her love to come home was one thing since he was out there neutering bad guys. Boy did she feel the common boredness wash over her. Looking towards the Whiskey glasses laying over across the room, her form rolled upon her stomach upon the end of the bed. The bedroom lights were dimmed down to an almost off position, only letting the lamp light the whole room near the nightstand.Kicking her bare feet and legs. Her hand pressed to the dog's cranium whilst it huffed and stuck its tongue out enjoying the attention it got. Blue hues stared right back at her, only to give her a calm since of care and awe of how it helped soothe her bad days with keeping her company.Affection.. It was hard to manage for the poor merc herself, but with a new lovelife and new career of helping others in the X-FORCE, she was bound to have some sort of hope for the society today. Hell, she's now trying to save the world from devastation, even if it would cause her, her very own life. Pale digits ran across the dog's form as Pip barked playfully and seemed to have that smile upon its face as it licked her own write when it got in the way. "You're gonna grow big, yes you are, Pippy. Also where do you think babe will be home soon? Probably late as hell like usual. That's cause it takes time on these trips, so feel free to take whatever side of the bed you like.." She talked to the puppy as it was human baby being sometimes to get rid of her boredom, knowing it looked straight her and tilted its head everytime she talked out loud of how the days were or why the hell was the puppy staring at her as if it needed things? Her sarcasm ultimately needed some help here.."Too bad Oliver doesn't use Televisions in rooms like these.."
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