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This Is The Life On Mars
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awwww! cotl and his corruption...
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The laden smoke-colored clouds were spitting a combination of rain and snow, creating a layer of icy slush underfoot. The bottom cuffs of Kansas' skinny dark pants were soaked, freezing his legs up to his calves, but he barely noticed. He was bundled in his scarf and a tight black sweater, plenty warm. And he was too excited to feel cold, because he was headed into Halifax, to his favorite building in the world. The last time he'd been to the library was over a month ago, when he'd taken Gotham to pick out some kids books. By now Kansas and his puppies had worked through the sizable stack, so he decided to go fetch another to get them through the cold winter months. They were old enough to read on their own now. They were even able to read novels, probably!
The creamy-furred boy turned down the street that lead toward the library, stuffing his hands into his pockets. He was very startled to hear the clip-clop of a horse, and immediately, he recalled Cotl. Eager to see if by chance the hybrid was the shadowed figure on the horse, Kansas began to run, eyes straining through the curtain of wet snow. It wasn't until both of them were almost to the library stairs that he was assured of Cotl's presence, though if Kansas hadn't recognized the appaloosa horse, he would have taken longer to realize this. Because Cotl had some strange shit on his face. Kansas's bright eyes grew quizzical. He had no clue what that thing was; it looked to be more than just some ordinary mask. "Hey, Cotl! What...?" But he trailed off as his eyes followed the movements of the mutt's hands. Cotl used a lighter on something in front of the muzzle of the mask, and suddenly it dawned on the poor boy. "Is that... pot?" One may have mistaken his awe for disgust. Really, Kansas was simply ever-curious. He knew what marijuana was, and honestly, he'd always wanted to try it.
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