@Imperfect_Autumn group
Autumn grinned at the girl’s expression. “Should we get ready to go, then?”
Autumn grinned at the girl’s expression. “Should we get ready to go, then?”
Jilly perked up out of her confused expression. “Go where?”
“Well, we have to get the adoption stuff done. And we have to get the new things for your room,” Autumn reminded her with a grin.
“Oh!” Jilly looked between the pair. “Really?”
Alex laughed softly in response to her reaction.
“Of course!” Autumn laughed. “Come on, let’s go to Wolf’s!”
Alex beamed and stood up, carrying Autumn close to his chest. “Yes, let us go!”
“Hey! I thought we talked about warning me first!” Autumn giggled, kissing him lightly.
Alex laughed softly and set her down as Jilly mimed Autumn’s giggles.
“I guess I should warn you, huh?” Alex said with a tone of laughter in his voice.
“You definitely should,” Autumn chuckled, shaking her head in amusement. “Are we ready to go, then?”
Alex kissed her forehand and Jilly took her hand.
“Yep!” They said in unison.
(“Forehand” Lol.)
Autumn grinned back and forth at them. “Great! Who’s driving, then?” she asked, gently squeezing Jilly’s hand.
(Hhhhhhhhhhh(
Alex grabbed his keys and spun them on his finger. “I am!”
(Lol.)
“Sounds good! Jilly, do you want me to sit in the back with you?” Autumn wondered, turning to the girl.
(Writing is hard)
Jilly looked up at her, blinking. “O-oh, if you wanted.”
(Thinking is hard.)
Autumn smiled at her softly. “Of course I do. As long as it’s okay with you.”
(Lifing is hard.)
Jilly smiled a little and nodded. “I’d like that.”
(Lol. Yes, very.)
“Great! Should we stop for lunch first? Or we could celebrate tonight. Go out to dinner somewhere nice,” Autumn suggested with a grin.
(Uughhhhhhhhhh my day is so weeiiirdd
Kinda bad but kinda good)
Alex unlocked the car, chuckling softly. “Well, I think our trip would take a bit, so maybe we should go out for dinner.”
(Really? How so, if you don’t mind my asking?)
Autumn nodded and grinned at Jillian and Alex. “Awesome. Sounds perfect. Are we ready to go, then?”
(Uuughh so we were talking about my guinea pigs. One, named Oreo, had an abscess that just ruptured. Which I guess is good, since it is looking pretty good, but I’m worried about infection. He has a second that hasn’t ruptured, but I’m afraid it will soon… and my parents REFUSE to take him to a vet and when I asked a forum I got banned for being underage. And my parents think it’s cancer, while it’s obviously another abscess, but they think I’m full of fucking shit (sorry for the cussing) because I researched it via google.
And I have ringworm and that sucks
But I’m gonna be getting the new Smash Bros today so idkkkkk)
Alex nodded and opened the back door for the pair. “Here you are!”
(Wow, yeah… That’s a lot… I hope you and Oreo get better!)
Autumn chuckled as she stepped out and headed toward the car. “Wolf’s first?”
(I honestly hate life rn because I don’t have the money to take Oreo to the vet. I know he can get help, while my parents think it’s just for my peace of mind “in return for his suffering”. At that point I was so frustrated I was crying. It wasn’t fun. But they seemed to feel bad…
Thank you, I hope he does too.)
Alex rubbed his fingers together. “Hmmm… let’s go to the post office first.”
(Sorry… Anything I can do to help?
Also, I just played Apples to Apples with my sister and grandparents, and we played way past the number we needed to win… I ended with 21 green cards…)
“For the adoption stuff? Don’t we need to see a lawyer or something for that?” Autumn questioned, glancing back at him.
(If you can get me another pair of parents that would be great.
I do that all the time with Cards Against Humanity)
Alex tilted his head slightly. “Didn’t we already adopt her?”
(Oof… Sorry, hun, that’s one thing I can’t do…
Lol. Never played, tbh. Probably will never…)
Autumn blinked and furrowed her eyebrows. “No… Did we? No, we didn’t. We were just talking about doing so inside… Unless you already did?”
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