Chapter 7
by 
Heavy Ion
Fight Or Flight?
Hide!
Hide. That was what first came to Texas's mind, hide and hope that Georgia was just here to grab something quickly before leaving so Texas could also make her escape. She heard the loud creaking sound as Georgia slowly stomped up the staircase. Crap, she didn't have a lot of time, where could she hide? Maybe the closet, that wasn't the worst idea exactly. She looked over and saw a gigantic basket, that was big enough to fit the weasel, but there was a good chance it was filled with Georgia's used clothes...and underwear. Texas shivered at the thought before hearing another creak from the stairs. Uh oh, she better choose one fast...I mean, she could always try to hide under the bed, but that would be to obvious, no way she'd be able to hide from Georgia by hiding underneath the bed...surely...
Where to hide?
