Lola walked to her room before the trio departed, grabbing a parasol to protect her from the sun's deadly rays. She felt herself give an audible
'gasp' as she brushed up against Kat on her way out the door. This was fun. She felt like a gay mom going out with her clearly horny wife, taking the dog out for a walk. Except, Kat would probably make a horrible partner in any relationship that wasn't easily comparable to sport-- she was gathering. And Om was clearly a fully grown man, but still! Dogs are basically just really needy roommates, anyway. Lola sighed, in an aside to herself... she always was a cat person anyway.
Wait fuck I can use that! "You know..." Lola twirled her umbrella as the trio walked down the hall, the horror that was sunlight appeared in the distance,
"I've always considered myself a cat person, Kat." Batting her eye for a moment, she opened the question.
"Random thought; but what about you two?" Lola felt Voodoo pecking at her neck from inside her waterfalls of golden locks.
Maintaining a pristine smile, she muttered,
"Shut uuup..."
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