by ~Sarinook~ » Mon Jun 14, 2010 12:03 pm
"My humans are probably worried sick about and I'm going to miss feeding time, I was suppsoed to get chicken flavor tonight," Gio mumbles. Z walks beside Gio, "Hey Gio, you wanna play," Z asks. "No," Gio hisses. "Please, we can play with me frisbee," Z begs. "No means no, Z," Gio said. "Why," Z asked. "Because it has your spit all over it and I don't play frisbee," Gio mewoed. "Come on, Gio," Z said. Gio rolled his eyes. Out of all the recruits in the agency why do I have to be stuck with this one, Gio thought.