Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27022817-20150723111352/@comment-26017609-20150810010353

Mistie is curled up in a cozy corner in the Pet Shop, rereading “Night Owl” for the 25th time (she had counted). Two years, and it was still her favorite book. In her lap sat her teddy bear, Mr. Teddy, and her shoulders were covered by a soft grey and blue blanket. Next to her was her hotel-style cot, covered by thin, tight, white blankets and a pillow a little too soft and fluffy for her taste. She looked up.

Mistie: Miss Elsina! (Pet Shop worker) I'm gonna go to the Puffle Park.

Miss Elsina: Alright, dear!

Mistie got up and slipped into her green Chuck Taylors (sneakers). Tossing a red strand of hair over her shoulder, she walked towards the heavy double doors that marked the exit of the Pet Shop. Mistie paused.

Mistie: Anyone want to come?