eat a sandwich. (appetentia) wrote in mythopoeics, @ 2012-04-16 15:37:00 |
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[It was common knowledge that Famine didn't have a job, not since walking out months ago -- and he didn't care, for the most part, if people called him a mooch. His siblings had had yet to complain, despite any implications from Pestilence, who just so happened to be his roommate. But looking over Beast's bills had him thinking. Vets weren't exactly cheap, and it was time to take responsibility for his own dog. Death had offered to pay, but he couldn't accept her money. Responsibility was responsibility, and pocket money never hurt.
Not out of love for his mother and her bank account, he printed out some resumes and set out the door.]