life is easier if you like animals {tagged sarah}

[phoebe cattermole]

Apparently cats needed food. Though not normally optimistic - and quite good at estimating amounts of kibble - Phoebe had been hoping that maybe, just maybe, she wouldn't run out of cat food before her parents got back from Russia. Of course she did. And that explained why, ever-so reluctantly, Phoebe was outside the Magical Menagerie. It was a well-known fact that she despised animals and so the twenty-five year old took a few deep breaths before deciding to enter the shop. She had no high hopes for this shopping trip and figured the sooner it was over with, the better.

A little bell rang as Phoebe entered, but it was almost unheard beneath all the screeching and yowling of the animals. She shuddered. It was hard to think with all the noise (and the smell was no help) and though her brain was telling her to just go and get the cat food, her legs were frozen. Her brain was also telling her that none of the animals could hurt her, but, well, childhood fears are hard to conquer. I'm going to die, I'm going to die, I'm going to die.. stupid cats. Why do they eat so much? I don't eat that much.. I'm going to die in here! Phoebe's brain was having an argument with itself. Hey, they're just animals, go get your cat food and pay for it and leave, you're holding people up..

And her legs decided not to join the argument and just stay where they were - glued to the floor.

[elaine longbottom]

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