{GEORGE} (i_avoidlife) wrote in we_coexist, @ 2011-01-24 19:06:00 |
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Entry tags: | georgia lass, in arkham, jake |
George doesn't do pets. [Jake]
George was being released. She signed some forms under her alias Millie, put her clothes back on and then signed more forms. Besides a package of blank post-its George didn't possess many personal items.
"So I can go now?" The nurse she spoke to bore a striking resemblance, both in personality and appearance, to her former boss Deloris Herbig. It made it hard for George to look particularly sour or annoyed. George even avoided swearing.
"Just one more thing!" The nurse came out of the office with a sleeping orange cat, putting it in George's arms before she could protest.
"I'm not really good with pets," George mumbled.
"Oh don't worry, dear! Cats are very self reliant. He just had a sedative not too long ago so he's fast asleep."
"He has a cool collar."
"Hm? That's nice, dear. Now run along!"
George was shoved unceremoniously out of the asylum with the cat. Having no idea what to do with a cat, she continued walking with it in her arms. Part of her worried that the cat was going to claw the shit out of her face when it woke up, but given her horrible track record with accidentally killing pets she couldn't see herself putting it somewhere defenseless on the ground. If George had learned anything there were a lot of freaks in The City.
Which meant George didn't want to put the cat in a shelter, either. Since he wasn't a kitten the reaper worried if anyone would want him. No dumping the cat into the wild. No shelter. Maybe she could put an ad in the paper?
"There has to be someone out there who'd really like having a cat."
George frowned.