Join Date: May 2013
Location: You know, that is a very, very good question... and you know, I have an answer for you... somewhere.
I sigh. Bubbles looks at me curiously, cocking her white head. " No Bubbles. I can't play now," I say, burying myself under blankets, after hours of moaning and sobbing. The persian gives me a defiant look, then jumps on the phone. " BUBBLES! GET DOWN!" I yell, but she dialed some random number, pressing her paws on each one, as if it amused her greatly. 610- 447-0823 I frown. Who in the blazes is that? I sigh, then pick up the phone anyway. " I'm sorry, I think I dialed the wrong number..." I say, trying not to sound choked. " Hello. I'm Dr. Zale. You must be the new employee at our beach resort." A calm male voice says. " I- what... no, I think you're mixed up, sir, I just called the wrong-" " Then it's settled. Be at Miami Beach within a week." I blink, then start to say something, then realizing he hung up, sigh. I look at Bubbles. She licks her paws innocently, and I sigh. What do I have to lose? " Bubbles, we're going to Miami."
Hi guys, you've probably noticed I'm not on as much. The reason for that is the fact that I'm so much busier than I was last year. Also, I'm in the school play for once. (Squee!) So, I probably will be popping around everyone once in while anyway. But, until then- toodles!