I sigh, thinking. I go through my bag and take out a pair of my socks, "Hopefully these'll last," I chuckle, tossing them on the floor as Buddy pounces on them.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
I am always saying "Glad to've met you" to somebody I'm not at all glad I met. If you want to stay alive, you have to say that stuff, though. — Holden Caulfield