Strays and waifs

I spotted this odd looking stray opposite The Fort on my way home. There was a waif nearby, skiting around on those Heely things.

"Is this yours?", I asked.

She shakes her head. "Are you a police officer?"

"Haha! No, you're alright. I'm just going to take a photo of this thing."

"What do you do for a living? What's your job?"

"I'm a designer."

"Really? Are you a web designer..?"

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