Ordinary Life [Closed]

[Vixen Manchester]

"Thanks, Wither~ You're the best."
>Smiling, she kissed the female's forehead.<
"I'll make dinner. Smoked salmon and salad~?"

[₩ìťhēřėđ]

Umm sure
*covers red cheeks, has never been kissed before*

[Vixen Manchester]

>Grinning, she'd get up and wander down the stairs. Slipping into the kitchen, she'd get the salmon and a small knife. Humming, she'd slice up the side, stuff it with some basil and placed it on a tray, then popped it into the oven.<

[₩ìťhēřėđ]

*carries the gold into my workshop in the garage. Puts them in sperical molds and presses them down. Then puts them in thw freezer, then sings to self*
Shes my lil gold packet

[Vixen Manchester]

>Purring, she'd push herself on the counter and waited for the salmon to cook. She hummed as she chopped up some celery, onions, lettuce and carrots.<

[₩ìťhēřėđ]

*tries to shout as loud as i can, but it sounds like normal talking*
Im going to take a bath!
*heads upstairs and sets a nice warm bath for me*

[Vixen Manchester]

"Okay~!"
>She spooned into a salad bowl and placed it on the table. Purring, she'd slip into the living room and pulled out her coloring book and markers.<

[₩ìťhēřėđ]

*sits in the bath, tail flicking relaxed. Has no mask on, all purple markings on body are visable. Growls in enjoyment as itches the back of ears with back legs*

[Vixen Manchester]

>Humming, she'd color, obviously in little space.<

[₩ìťhēřėđ]

*screams, its actually really loud. Holds head, the bath water looks red to me, my eyes are wide, is lost somere in my head that i cant escape, repeats "no" fearfully*

[Vixen Manchester]

>She screeched in response, running up the stairs and rushed into the bathroom<

[₩ìťhēřėđ]

*is curled up in the corner of bath holding head, my left eye bleeds. Is repeating "no" everything looks red to me*

[Vixen Manchester]

Come on, With~ >She'd kneel down and wrap her in a fluffy black towel and hold her into her chest, softly singing to her.<

[₩ìťhēřėđ]

*heavy breathing calms, vision slowly returns. Passes out in her arms*

[Vixen Manchester]

>Laying her on the sofa, she grabbed a needle and a thread, stitching her scratches up.< "You're fine, With~"