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“We do need to plan, but I’ve just spent several days away from my apartment and I need to check in with my (cute) roommate first.” You need to check how Ruby is doing! “Let me do that, then we can talk about it while I help you unpack!” You’re going to make yourself useful.
“Huh? You didn’t notice? Your cute roommate is inside your hoodie!” Debbie is gleefully unaware of the real facts of life as she points at your overweight cat. “You two can come in for a cup of coffee.”
“Meow.” The deep voice of the cat echoes through the hallway.
“Him? I’m not talking about him.” You shake your head. If it was this big fella, you wouldn’t have to go! “I have an actual roommate.”
“A-Ah? You weren’t joking?” Debbie feels terrible about misreading the situation.
“It’s fine.” You mean, Hobos are kinda like pets, right? Your knowledge not only disagrees, it tells you not to say this out loud. You wonder how your brain works. “But I guess he counts too.” You display the big-boned feline to Debbie. She’s in awe at his size.
“Meow.” Bradford Jr. acts friendly.
“Little chubby friend!” Debbie pats the cute cat’s head. “What’s his name?”
“Bradford Junior!” You smile as you snuggle with him!
“D’aww! And what happened to Bradford Senior?” Debbie asks all enthusiastically.
“He’s dead...” You miss the fat bastard.
“<span class="mu-i">O-Oh…</span>” Debbie feels like she should’ve seen this coming. “I-I’m very sorry to hear that, Ribbit.” Oh no, she ribbits out of nervousness! It only makes things worse! Good thing you’re silly and therefore unaffected by it. Ambition-P covers her face with both hands, knowing that she screwed this up.
“It wasn’t your fault.” You respond like you didn’t hear the last part well. “But thanks. It’s very thoughtful of you. Anyway, I’ll see you in a bit!”
“Yes! Come over anytime! I’m very diligent, so I’ll be staying up late!” Debbie sends you off with a bright smile. You know what they say about entertainers masking their emotions, they’re good at it! But you can tell she’ll beat herself up over this conversation. Not like you, who has never fumbled a conversation in your entire life. Don’t ask Susie…
After what feels like an eternity, you open your apartment’s door, you let the nice cherry aroma hit your nostrils… It’s good to be home. Wait a minute. Your apartment never smelled this way! Heck, you’re spotting some differences already as you turn on the lights! There are many flowery ornaments around, mostly purple colored. It’s cozy but new! Also, extremely clean, same level as when Nariko used to put this place in order. Those were the days…
“Meow.” Bradford Jr. jumps off and walks around like he owns the place. Nothing looks different to him.
You wonder where Ruby is. She probably wasn’t expecting you to come back today.
