Something white sped past the garage door at top speed.
“...The fuck was that?”
Marcy shrugged, not looking away from the game on the TV. She was winning.
Chrys watched the door for a little longer, but gave up after a few seconds.
Wait, there it was again!
Was that… Louie?
Yeah, that was definitely Marcy’s dog speeding past at top speed, chasing a small black cat. The two animals were making big loops in the grass, one slightly less enthusiastic than the other.
Chrys whacked Marcy lightly with the back of her hand, causing the older girl to start. “Check this out.”
“What? Louie! Come here, girl!”
The white dog paused for just a small enough moment for the black cat to change tactics and charge into the garage, coming to a sliding halt behind a storage unit.
The dog quickly followed suit, scampering in after…
...and promptly running straight into Marcy.
She screamed, tumbling down onto the ground. Louie refused to stop, instead choosing to run over her owner in an attempt to get the cat. Of course, when the dog slammed into the plastic storage units due to the momentum, the cat easily jumped over and ran into the wilds.
Marcy groaned.
I GOTTA POST THESE BEFORE MIDNIGHT OH MY GOD I CANT CARE ABOUT TYPOS
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