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*nods quickly* fine... later. *rushes into her room and starts shoving clothes into a backpack* Just grab whatever I ca- *there's footsteps, like its my dad and his girlfriend, but when you glance back as we run, you notice its your mom*

*freezes mid-step, voice dropping dangerously low* Mom? *grabs Skye's arm* What the hell are you doing here?

*freezes, eyes wide* Your mom...? *looks between them, completely lost* Cole, what's going on? *you see my dad with a belt*

that would be animal abuse u know

*laughs* Animal? *steps closer* I bite back harder, tater tot. *winks* Might enjoy it too much.

*rolls eyes* in your dreams, dog

*smirks* My obsession with winning.

*crosses arms* yeah? how does it end? with you in a body bag?

*smirks* With you in my bed.

*blushes* you're so annoying when you're sick *gently pats his head* like a big, feverish puppy

Woof. *nuzzles into her shoulder, voice muffled* This puppy needs his favorite person to stay.