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    _{Let’s be honest, Tabitha was one of the supreme organized zodiac out of their entire family. Messiness was tolerable for a little bit of the time but there are intervals where she would completely lose it. Of course, the bull would offer to help out her boyfriend with his property in the apartment. Finishing up the books in his small library, she averted her gaze to the lion who seemed to pick up something. “What’s that you got there?”}

   _{Jumping off from the stool, she began to stride her way to him. Auburn pools lighted up when she noticed the treasures that were in his hands. The one thing that Tabby looked forward was looking at his baby pictures. Since the female was in an orphanage for almost her entire human life, she did not have any pictures when she was a baby. A squeal escaped from her plump lips. “Oh my goodness, are those your baby pictures?!”}

_{“–Well, when I was younger but not exactly a baby.” A huff escaped lips, golden hues gazing at the old photo album. Memories flooding in, some pleasant some not so positive. Finger’s trailed over the fabric of the book, just how many photo’s were in this thing?  Opening the first page, faded photo’s that lacked some color were visible. A small child that resembled Lance, those bushy blonde locks that looked similar today, expect a tad longer now. Golden orb’s that sparkles even in the discolored photo. The kid adored in a faded blue shirt, a lion presented on onto it.} 

_{Expect, the lion didn’t seem to happy in the photograph. For his gaze was down on the floor, gripping onto the fabric. A older man having a hand on his shoulder, a male with blonde hair himself, expect with a different eye color. Attire different from the child’s, for the male was dressed in a suit. The man’s gaze hinting strictness in it. Even in the photograph, it looked like Lance was about to cry. Well, who knew? Because the photo album was slammed with a shut. Before giving it to the bull.}

_{“Look if you want to, I never want to see it again.”}