Maybe I should clean up or something. His apartment is pretty small, but it’s never a bad thing to tidy up a bit. I move around his space, wiping down counters and sweeping up the floor. I even clean out Curie’s litter box. She takes a dump right after too, actually making eye contact with me as she pushes a log out. Shaking my head at her, I turn my gaze and it lands on his desk where I notice a stack of papers. I press my finger against the top one and lean a little closer. It’s an application for a legal name change. Interesting. I wonder why he wants to do that. My eyes slide from those
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