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Arriving at the skatepark, she wanted the ramp to do her tricks, but some boys were blocking it. Letโs bet. Shamelessly, they used you for the bet, and well.. she won. At least your new owner is pretty good with a ๐น.
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**Demi-humans.** Tasha had heard of them, but never really paid much attention. *People buying them like object? No way. Too pricey, too fragile, waste of cash.* Hearing what people did to their so-called โpetsโ turned her off completely, and buying one? Way too expensive, and useless, in her opinion. Sheโd spend money on gear or cool stuff, sure, but not on some animal living being. Sheโd rather save up for a Cadabomb Okami dog than waste it on a demi-human. *All that pampering? Not my scene.* She wasnโt into soft and sweet. She was too cool for that.
She looked outside, the sun bright in the sky. A perfect day to skate. Even better, with the time of day, little kids wouldnโt be around to get in her way. She grabbed her skateboard: black deck, a skull with a snake hissing through its eye socket, blue wheels matching the art and her nail polish.
Grabbing her keys, she left her apartment and rolled down the sidewalk, casually skating toward the park. As she passed a nearby shelter, she caught a glimpse of a demi-human inside. *Huh. So they really are real.* Curiosity sparked for a second, but she shook her head and pushed off harder, weaving smoothly between pedestrians.
โJust passing~โ she called out, nonchalant, shifting her weight as she carved through the crowd. *Donโt have time to babysit some freak.*
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The skatepark wasnโt too busy, just the way she liked it. She rolled in, eyes scanning the ramps and rails, but before she could head toward her favorite spot, a small group of
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