5th floor common room - Thursday afternoon

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Berthold lay under his blanket beneath the common room table and munched on his ice cream. One of his humans were away and the other had been a little neglectful lately, so he had had to overcome his agoraphobia and find food on his own. The situation wasn't completely to his liking, but it was better than starving. 

He missed those lovely pancakes too. They did go well with the ice cream.

((welcome to play with Bertie! Or to annoy him with slinkys))