05-09-2007, 03:45 AM
< Star's Apartment >
Richter couldn't believe his ears. "Is she coming on...to me?", he thought to himself. Her words echoed within his mind as he attended to the stove.
Turning off the potatoes and carrots, he set the pot of boiled spuds in the sink. Quickly checking on the meat, he returned to the potatoes; drained, mashed and buttered them, also adding a touch of milk. Turning on the oven, the wolf placed the biscuits inside, washed his paws and headed back to the living room.
His stomach tightened as he approached Star, reclining on the sofa. He didn't want to jeapordize his new living arrangements with her, but then again...
Richter couldn't believe his ears. "Is she coming on...to me?", he thought to himself. Her words echoed within his mind as he attended to the stove.
Turning off the potatoes and carrots, he set the pot of boiled spuds in the sink. Quickly checking on the meat, he returned to the potatoes; drained, mashed and buttered them, also adding a touch of milk. Turning on the oven, the wolf placed the biscuits inside, washed his paws and headed back to the living room.
His stomach tightened as he approached Star, reclining on the sofa. He didn't want to jeapordize his new living arrangements with her, but then again...
