A cat. Aly had a cat. We eyed each other in the darkness. It was pretty runty despite the long black and white hair. If push came to shove, I could take it. “Don’t fuck with me,” I warned. In response, it turned sideways and stood on its tiptoes, fluffing up like a skunk. Despite myself, I grinned. The cat might be small, but it looked like a fighter, and that, I could appreciate.
This exchange is so fucking real tho
