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>>66905163
>Wow these highschoolers are needy. Can't just feed the little gremlins gotta be emotional support for 'em too.
>Another day another outing. Stretching, a quick shower and scale shedding. Gotta keep those things out of the 'dogs. Learned that one the hard way.
>I head out, locking my apartment as I step into the day, 10am, sharp. No one buys breakfast hotdogs. I grab my cart from it's little locked spot out front and bike it down to the market. Buns, topping refills, ice cream and fresh barely-meat goodness to heat up purchased, noted in my little expenses book and off to the park I go. I like to try to rotate where I hang out. Keep catching the little shits. Long as they keep buying I'll keep selling.
>Lets see who my emotional support target is today. Lime Stego it is as she approaches.
>"Herbi yeah? Got icecream for ya." I smile and gesture her over. She's looking a bit downtrodden.
>"Oh sure. Do you have mint chocolate?" I give her a small paper bowl, spooning her out a serving. Payment received and emotional support time.
>"You alright sweetie?"
>Her tail wraps around her leg.
>"I...upset one of my friends pretty bad..."
>"Well what'd you do?" I lean forward and ask
>"I kept a secret for too long."
>"Well, was it a bad one?"
>"No, not really." These poor things
>"Well then it shouldn't be that big of a deal, wanna share?"
>"Erm. I actually was online friends with a guy a while but found out we also knew each other in real life. I... didn't tell him until he found out on his own." I laugh internally. Really? My god you lot.
>"Oh he'll come around. If he's still sour about it why not a peace offering?"
>"A peace offering?"
>"A gift, something to show you didn't mean anything by it, just happenstance." I shrug at her.
>"Oh...OH!" she brightens up
>"Oh I know exactly what he could use. A Saturnia cell print! I knew bookmarking that site was a good idea. Thanks so much miss hotdog lady." The hell is she talking about?
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>Wow these highschoolers are needy. Can't just feed the little gremlins gotta be emotional support for 'em too.
>Another day another outing. Stretching, a quick shower and scale shedding. Gotta keep those things out of the 'dogs. Learned that one the hard way.
>I head out, locking my apartment as I step into the day, 10am, sharp. No one buys breakfast hotdogs. I grab my cart from it's little locked spot out front and bike it down to the market. Buns, topping refills, ice cream and fresh barely-meat goodness to heat up purchased, noted in my little expenses book and off to the park I go. I like to try to rotate where I hang out. Keep catching the little shits. Long as they keep buying I'll keep selling.
>Lets see who my emotional support target is today. Lime Stego it is as she approaches.
>"Herbi yeah? Got icecream for ya." I smile and gesture her over. She's looking a bit downtrodden.
>"Oh sure. Do you have mint chocolate?" I give her a small paper bowl, spooning her out a serving. Payment received and emotional support time.
>"You alright sweetie?"
>Her tail wraps around her leg.
>"I...upset one of my friends pretty bad..."
>"Well what'd you do?" I lean forward and ask
>"I kept a secret for too long."
>"Well, was it a bad one?"
>"No, not really." These poor things
>"Well then it shouldn't be that big of a deal, wanna share?"
>"Erm. I actually was online friends with a guy a while but found out we also knew each other in real life. I... didn't tell him until he found out on his own." I laugh internally. Really? My god you lot.
>"Oh he'll come around. If he's still sour about it why not a peace offering?"
>"A peace offering?"
>"A gift, something to show you didn't mean anything by it, just happenstance." I shrug at her.
>"Oh...OH!" she brightens up
>"Oh I know exactly what he could use. A Saturnia cell print! I knew bookmarking that site was a good idea. Thanks so much miss hotdog lady." The hell is she talking about?
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