Well, there goes the fake snooty accent as Tina dissolves right back into a squeal of glee, wrapping her bony arms around Reynard's waist once he straightens and hugging him tightly.
"Ya didn' hafta but I love it already. Unless it's broccoli because that tastes like butt." A suspicious eye cast toward the bag, but no. No hideous health foods lie inside. Her constant stream of words dries up when she unfolds the brand new clothes, blanket, and pillows. She presses her hand into the pillow a few times, eyes wide at how soft they are.
"All...alla this..is for me?" She looks up at Reynard in equal parts wonder and a smidge of confusion. "But it's all new and..and clean."
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on 2017-12-18 02:37 pm (UTC)Well, there goes the fake snooty accent as Tina dissolves right back into a squeal of glee, wrapping her bony arms around Reynard's waist once he straightens and hugging him tightly.
"Ya didn' hafta but I love it already. Unless it's broccoli because that tastes like butt." A suspicious eye cast toward the bag, but no. No hideous health foods lie inside. Her constant stream of words dries up when she unfolds the brand new clothes, blanket, and pillows. She presses her hand into the pillow a few times, eyes wide at how soft they are.
"All...alla this..is for me?" She looks up at Reynard in equal parts wonder and a smidge of confusion. "But it's all new and..and clean."