Username; carrie911
Fayble number; 5
Fayble name; Reck
What breed of fox you think it was; Somehow I think its arctic, but i'm probably wrong xD
What will you use this Fayble for?; As a charrie of course, i'll spoil it with art and stories, besides, I have many plans for this one in a new line of stories...
(I'm going to have fun writing this bio, just need to find the time...)
.:Reck:.
I'm a mess, i'm a reck, i'm just a waking disaster.
I tapped a claw against the stearing wheel, my ears flicking at the annoying honking from the car behind me. Not my fault the car infront of me is slower. I would have rammed into them out of pure anger, since I have slight anger issues, but one more strike and I lose my licence and possibly jail time. Sighing, my nerves slightly shattered at the moment, I reached over and grabbed the pack of cigarettes in the front compartment. Taking one out, and lit it up and took a quick hit, my shoulders visably untensing as I let the harmful smoke out of my mouth. Growling slightly, the honking still continued, aggrivating my nerves even more. Glancing back at the driver, I bared my teeth, not caring if they saw or not, I just needed to blow off some steam. Luckly I was turning up ahead so I didn't have to deal with the driver anymore.
I made it back home, well, what I would call my home, which is just basically a rented apartment on the outside of town. Hey, it was all I could afford. I got out of the vehicle and threw it on the ground, stamping it out in the snow before locking the car and heading inside, tossing my keys from one hand to the other out of boredom as I whistled a random tune my parents used to use when I was little.
(WIP, all going to be done as an anthro, it goes along better with the story (: )