A Furry Life: Chapter One
Chapter 1:
Graduation, every person's worse time because they don't have their shit together, well, mainly everyone. I was told from day 1 that after graduation, I was on my own. Nothing but a 2004 Dodge Ram 2500 HEMI, $5,000 in cash, my belongings and a destination. Where? Well, Pittsburgh of course. I applied for a local machinist shop about 1.5 miles from the David L. Lawrence Convention center, and worked a 5 day week, 8 hours a day, $22 an hour. I got sick and tired of my daily commute of 60 miles, and 50 buckets per day in gas that I decided to make room and board at an apartment in the Steel City. Now, remind that Pittsburgh is just a small city, and a truck is no place for a city of small sizes. I pulled up with my possessions in a small 4x8 enclosed trailer. Just barely clearing the parking garage clearance of 6' 6", I parked close by. I got out, walked to the apartment, paid my first rent, and moved in. After setting up mostly everything I had in that tiny trailer, I sat down and looked out at the balcony. I sighed and drank some peach tea and passed out in a recliner. The clock read 4:00 in the afternoon so I got up, grabbed my truck keys, a bit of gas money and my sweat shirt. I, again, made my trek back to my truck, when I noticed something very strange. A guy, about 6' 2", 140 pounds, slender, and in a noticeable green and black fursuit started walking in my direction. Now I am a fellow furry myself, but I never met one before. I carried my Browning fixed blade knife with me and was ready to draw if nessicary. Closer he came, 200 yards, 100, 50, 25; he looked me in the eyes and said, "What? Haven't you seen a furry before?" I replied with "How about I am a furry..." He commented with "Oh, I was going to mistake you for a Brony, no don't give me that look, it's just something with you that says you are a Brony. Any rate, the name is Jacob; most call me 'Duke'. Yours?" I was taken quite aback. I got tongue twisted and replied with a "Uhhh my name is Barnes, no, Bridget, NO, Barrett! My name is B-barrett, D-duke." "Jesus, it's like you have a snake in your mouth dude, just chill. Its not like I'm going to mug you or anything, even though this is the ghetto..." That's great; make me feel a hundred fucking times better telling me I'm in the ghetto.
End of Chapter 1
To be continued!