"Sasu, blue collar, Cahmie, White collor"
-she goes to pick up the box-
August: Oh...well-bye then...
"b-bye"
-she walks twords the pet store-
Damien sits back on the park bench
-about 10 minutes later she comes back with a five seated stroller with the cats inside-
Damien: I-jesus...
-she heads over to the park and lays under a tree looking like she's about to cry-
Damien looks over at you, concerned
-she cries-
"I should get home..."
-she gets up and grabs the stroller by the handles-
"Lets go kitties"
-she walks past you-
Damien gets up
Damien: H-hey...I-I heard you crying are-are you ok...?
