M- Why'd you have to stoop so low?
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It's fine Smile


Axelle followed Kit’s lead toward the house he was staying in. Old house worried her a bit because conditions in this town could be really bad. An old house to him could have been a crack house to the humans, which in turn would be an unpleasant location for Axelle. She hoped it wasn’t that bad, as most of the houses around were pretty old, so there wasn’t much choice in avoiding them.

His arm draped around her waist and pulled her closer to him. She stumbled a bit of the way; the bottles in her purse clanked with the sudden pull, and she giggled a little as she was embarrassed for stumbling. She wasn’t expecting him to do that, and in turn tripped a little. If wolves could blush, she would be blushing right now. Thankfully, he couldn’t see due to her fur.

Thornhill District, for the most part, was dank and dirty like she had seen already. Most of it was industrial with factories and warehouses littering most of the streets, while there were some stores selling clothes and food where humans would be able to get their quick, everyday needed supplies. She could have sworn she might have seen a tattoo shop a few blocks back, so maybe it wasn’t such a bad area. They were approaching an area where houses and living developments were more plentiful, most of them being small apartment buildings- good for the area’s economy, small and able to house more than one family in it. With every shitty looking house they neared, she wondered if that would be the one Kit would steer her into. They passed a few of the more worse ones, which made Axelle relax a bit, but there were still more up ahead that she couldn’t see from this distance.

”Are we almost there?” She was itching to get that bottle open and drink it. Whatever was in his flask had her craving for a good time tonight. It had been a while since she’d been with a man that didn’t want to hurt her. Her last had been Ouija, and even though she was overly drunk, he still didn’t rape her. Can’t rape the willing, she thought darkly to herself.


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