"Huh!?" you exclaim. Yes, you were charitable, but having someone you just met asking to live with you was a bit uncalled.
"Please?" Sally says. She gets closer to you in the joined driver's and passenger's seat. "I can't go back out there. You have no idea how it's like living in fear, paranoia, and being homeless! Please, Michael, I'm begging you!" She starts crying with a lot of tears falling down. Your most biggest weakness: flat-out begging like this. "You don't know what the world is like out there. You don't know what it's like to be considered a freak!"
Her face was too hard to ignore her plea from. All the sadness she mentioned, all the tears... It was impossible to say no.
"Oh... Okay, Sally," you finally reply, "you can live with me."
She gasps when you said yes. "Oh, Michael!" She pulls you in and kisses you out of the happiness of not going back out there. The shock soon turns into a warm feeling coursing through your body. After a minute of kissing, Sally releases and goes back a bit. "I'm sorry." She even blushes lightly somehow.
"Don't worry. I liked it." Starting up the car, you say, "Alright. Let's go home."
Half an hour later, you drive to your house in from a suburban area. It's mostly secluded since there aren't any interruptions from anyone. You pulled up in your driveway and look around to see if anyone could be watching.
"Alright, Sally," you whisper, "we're gonna have to move fast. No one is exactly accustomed to seeing a wolf like you."
"Why else do you think I'm the rare catch in hunting seasons?" she asks.
"Oh. No wonder." Luckily, no one came out, or saw from any window what was going on. You get in with no trouble and relax. "Well, we're here."
"Impressive," Sally states. She takes a tour around and is really impressed by the antiques you have. She even goes into the rooms. She stops and looks inside your bedroom, looking at how clean you have things. But when she's done, she comes back with one question...
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