the living trash can
Phisk, now dry, skipped down to the basement.
——
Saetia opened the door, and walked down, turning on the light.
*sits there no idea someone entered or turned on the light*
The two mares saw each other and quickly ran forward to embrace, beside Mage.
*had idea they were there as they can hear the muzic in her ears pumping*
Saetia walked up to Mage, and poked her cheek. “So this is our garbage disposal?” She said. Phisk nodded. “Apparently so.”