No Postcode Envy

Gargoyle wasn't usually the clunky, awkward, unfeeling sort of male in situations, but every rule has it's exceptions. Today, having been 'off' from the start, seemed to be home to one of them. Gargoyle didn't know what he was expecting, but it certainly hadn't been for the female to spin round like she was insulted and stalk off through the greenery. Gargoyle hadn't even tried to push her away. He just stood there, blinking for a moment. Was he really that repulsive? He wondered for a moment. He shook his head. Then why in the world did Ocena bother putting up with him?

Oh well, when he'd first come he'd wanted the she-wolf gone, and now she was. End of story. The male, if not exactly in a better mood than when he'd started had at least been distracted. He turned his back on the female and returned to his pleasant dip in the pool.

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(aaand i think we just won the award for most anticlimactic thread ever XD )