–and something about design, writing, being an art student and whatnot
I’ll tell you, it went down the toilet. Only a couple of words, and I have to chase it up now.
Last Few Words:
“You heard the man, let’s split up again. We haven’t heard a peep from Ian for a while, but I don’t want to take any chances. If you see any of Ian’s goons, or other cats that aren’t among us, stay away from them. Mittens, you’re going to take care of the young lady here. I’m going solo, and Smokey–”
“Not Fillip, not Fillip, not Fillip…”
“–you’re going with Fil–”
“No way!” The halls echoed, as both Smokey and Fillip yelled out with all their might.
“Not that I don’t like you, Smokey, but–”
“It’s okay! I, uh, I feel it’s better if we split up more, that means we get to escape faster, right?”
“Okay! No hard feelings, friend.”
Tigger’s face was alight with yet another satisfied grin. “Now, nameless has-been,” he turned to Boss, “I despise you, you’ll be team leader, now go ahead and lead yourself around,” he scoffed.
“I’m in a team of three while you guys all go alone? What gives?”
So that’s a total of 20,557 words so far, not even half.