*throws the covers back and gets her lazy arse up to go to Qwennies, unshowered, to get her Baby*
When I did go to get him, he was so pissed. Puffed up and gave me two fake bites with that hateful look that makes me wanna thump his brains out. But he doesnt try to bite anymore. I think he realized he didnt have to actually bite to get his point across.
Of course I MADE him step up and he contact called in my face. I told him to hush, he was lucky to see me at all
Took me a good 5 minutes to convince him to step up but a 'wanna go see Peaches (my last resort, ALWAYS works) got him out. He was probably like me now that I think about it... didnt wanna get out of bed. An hr ago I would have brought blood to anyone trying to pry me outta bed.
