“You gonna move?” I ask him. He doesn’t blink. “Shoo.” I swat a hand in the air. He doesn’t budge. “I’m just trying to get to the elevator.” I want to greet her as soon as she arrives, and if I’m honest with myself, I know it’s not Toodles the fucking chunk monster barring me from stepping forward. I could easily outmaneuver this pudgy cat.
