Jamie smiled, looking at the ferret on her shoulder. "I've always wanted a ferret, though my brother is extremely terrified of them.. plus, I've heard they tend to stink." He chuckled, then attempted to pet it, though hesitated, not knowing whether it was friendly.
I miss the feel of it
Your touch, your kiss weighs heavy on my mind
Our moment forever sealed in time
Our secret as much yours as is mine
All logic we have surely left defied
I will hold you till I die
"Friends Make Garbage (Good Friends Take It Out)"
Low Roar