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 Posted: Tue Apr 05, 2011 5:16 pm
After a long day of work, this is what Felix Morgan calls home.
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Posted: Tue Apr 12, 2011 9:55 pm
 What I Found ★ In bed, sleeping~
Look here ★ Getting ready to sneak out.
What's that ★ Riding off into the town!  xxxxxFelix was laying in the tall grass, staring up at the clear sky. Everything was to tranquil and the brunette was in bliss. Hearing a distant sound, the boy sat up and looked around. Nothing. That was strange, so the boy laid back down. Hearing the noise again, Felix stood up and started to walk around in hopes that he would find the mysterious sound.
xxxxxThe male slowly opened his eyes, and looked over at the birdcage in the corner of his tent. "So you were making the noise, Cherry," he smiled, sitting at the edge of the bed and stepping into his slippers. 'She must have been hungry,' he thought as he opened up her cage. The pretty rosy-faced lovebird flew out of the cage and landed on his head. Smiling to himself, the junior archaeologist grabbed her bag of bird seed and poured a little into her cage. The bird squeaked happily, and circled the tent a few times before going back into her cage. Felix hoped that his boss didn't hear his bird. 'I don't want her to wake up yet.'
xxxxxWalking over to his dresser, his slipped on some clothes. Sitting on his bed as he put on his socks and shoes, Felix wondered if the cafe was open already. If not, he would just wait outside the place. 'I should probably get Ms. Marshall something.' Walking back over to his cute little bird, the boy softly stroked her head. "I'll see you in a few, okay? Be good," he warned half-heartedly as he closed her cage.
xxxxxPeeking his head outside his tent, the brunette looked around before looking up at the weather. Frowning slightly at the ugly looking clouds, he reached over and grabbed a coat from his little coat rack near the tent door. Slipping it on, Felix carefully stepped outside and tip-toed around his tent. Grabbing the bike that he left back there, he walked it out, quietly leaving the dig site and heading to the nearby road.
dream
a little
dream of me
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