«We Could be Heroes»

He laughed. If it could even be considered such. More of a contented grumble as he smiled. "It's early enough. Plus, Tay-Tay lets me call her whatever I want. Don't be son stingy." He took another sip. "But as far as the chicken, I, uh... actually talked to the pet shop guy, he gave me some bird seed. Said it would be okay." He blinked up at her, a glint in his green eyes, "what do you think, madam chicken?"
"Woah, Sammy cool down."Taylor said, drumming her long, perfectilly painted maroon color nails on the table."Don't feed it bird seed for to long, Gage.If you can, get your hands on some real chicken food, or feed it lettuce, tomatoes, NOT THE Tomato greens though."
 
"NO." He shot Taylor a look, eyes wide, jaw tight, finger pointed. "It's my stress-chicken. Her name is Lemon."
Taylor laughed so hard, she though she would fall on the floor and die.She slowly stopped laughing, wheezing."What the heck is a stress chicken?!"She chocked,"I think you mean a therapy chicken,"
 

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