God of Mischief


Today I met someone named Loki. He wasn’t a supernatural being from another dimension, preoccupied with taking over Earth to spite his adoptive father and brother. He was a poodle. Some great things about Loki were:

  1. He had a huge black and grey mane of a curly hair.
  2. He was super chill and wasn’t fazed by all the people bustling nearby.
  3. He really liked me.

He was great and hopefully we see each other again next week.

Leave a comment. Just try it. It will be fun, I swear.