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http://users.livejournal.com/_wespryce/) wrote in
fandomhighdorms2005-11-28 01:38 pm
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Room 402, Monday afternoon
Wesley wanders back from class and opens the door. Octavia meets him with a list of demands, expressed as pointed mews. He checks her food bowl (full, as usual), throws a paper ball for her (ignored), and eventually sits down on the bed and makes a lap for her. She promptly climbs aboard goes to sleep. With an Olympic-worthy stretch he is able to retrieve a textbook from the nightstand without disturbing the sleeping God-Empress cat.
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"So this is Octane, huh? Weird that you named your cat after a fuel grade, but... whatever floats your boat. She's cute... but keep her off my bed, okay?"
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And I'm not having an asthma attack from being in the room with her, so, so far so good on the bathing thing, but still, keep her off my bed all the same. I can't imagine that when I lay down at night having cat hair in my pillow will be good for me. No matter how well laundered it is.
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really oddinteresting things and people. If I were to round her up, do you think there's anyone who might be able to do something about it?no subject
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And living with me should do something to put a dent in your stuffy. I don't think I could be stuffy if I ate six yards of cotton batting.
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Would come visit, but don't want to send Wes running for the hills, plus should really be in bed anyway. ;) ]