#firestarwc

LongTail walked into the snowy streets, his boots sinking into the white powder. He clutched his phone tightly in his hand, FireHeart on the other side of it.

“So where’s your house?” LongTail turned his head multiple times, looking for the comically large building, although it was nowhere in sight. “I can’t see it.” He talked into the speakers of his device.

“It should be to the left! Do you see it?” FireHeart was on his bed, twirling his curly fur while his legs crisscrossed, a large smile on his face. “With the bricks, etcetera?”

“Literally every house has bricks, Fire.” Replied the silver tabby. He tapped his foot on the ground below him. All he saw was shops and apartments. “I think you gave me the wrong address.” He groaned quietly. The feline used his other hand to fiddle with the end of his scarf.

“Hmm…” FireHeart paused. LongTail began to hear shuffling and turning on the other side of the phone until the ginger finally began to speak once again. “Oh yeah, I gave you the wrong address.” He chuckled while LongTail groaned dramatically.

“Why am I even out here…?” He whispered to himself, pinching his nose-bridge. His frown deepened.

“Because you love me~!” FireHeart smirked, rolling onto his back. He laughed as he spoke.

“I want a divorce.”

“What about the kids?”

“They can fend for themselves, FireHeart! IM COLD!!!”