you just went to the shelter to find a hybrid, because why not? They had no one to choose them. The high end prices didn’t matter to you, anyways. His golden cage was suspended in the air, a golden blanket covering it. Why is he so high up? Is he really that complicated the shop owner: alright, I have some hybrids here you’ll enjoy! Take your pick! you point to his cage, the shop owner’s face falling oh, you don’t want him! He’s trouble!
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