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lordofthecats) wrote2009-08-27 09:32 am
lordofthecats) wrote2009-08-27 09:32 am
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Room 310, Thursday morning
Lion-o was grateful that the portal dropped him off a few days early, because he still needed time to adjust to a few things, like his new height and the deeper voice.
"Ouch!" he groaned after banging his head on the frame of the closet door for the second time. "Gosh, Snarf, this whole place is so much smaller than I remember."
"Are you kidding, Lion-o? Compared to those suspension capsules, this place is a palace!" said Snarf, who was making the bed.
The door was open, if anyone passing by wanted to gawk at the red-headed lion boy who'd had a massive growth spurt over the summer.
"Ouch!" he groaned after banging his head on the frame of the closet door for the second time. "Gosh, Snarf, this whole place is so much smaller than I remember."
"Are you kidding, Lion-o? Compared to those suspension capsules, this place is a palace!" said Snarf, who was making the bed.
The door was open, if anyone passing by wanted to gawk at the red-headed lion boy who'd had a massive growth spurt over the summer.