[Thank you! c:]
Darryl ran his hands through his hair, raking it into submission, before leaving the bathroom, entering the hallway and reaching the den where he picked up his satchel, ready to leave for his "job" at the Library. He was just opening the door when Mushroom, his faithful dog, nosed his hand.
"What do you want, boy? I need to leave." Still, Mushroom gently nosed at him. The dog's light brown fur was slightly fuzzy and it took a moment before Darryl realized he'd forgotten his glasses, and he knew exactly where they would be. After rubbing Mushroom's head and muttering a soft good boy he closed the door and went back into the den. The object he was looking for was a cat, with a soft gray-blue pelt snoozing on his small couch.
"Burgandy, move." So, Burgandy might seem like an odd name to give to a Russian Blue, but he liked it, and besides, Burgandy was the one who suggested it. Not that he can talk, thought Darryl as he shoved the lazy cat off his spot on the couch. It was true, Darryl was looking through an atlas he'd brought from the library when he'd barely gotten the cat. Burgandy took it upon himself to leap up onto the book and lay down, his nose barely touching the town of Burgandy, France. Darryl took it as a sign and started calling the cat that.
When Burgandy finally relented and rolled over, he grabbed his glasses (Burgandy seemed to love sleeping on them, but Darryl could never figure out why), shoved them onto his face and resumed leaving his apartment.
Halfway to the library, he spotted a cute book shop he'd never noticed before. He paused on the sidewalk and looked at his watch, deciding he'd have time to browse the books and get to the library on time (barely). Decision made, he made determined steps to the book shop and entered it's door.
Sorry, if my post is too long. >.> I'll try to shorten them if it bothers anybody.