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"The door

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"The door." Tom groans, turning the other way.

"You get it." I pulled the sheets over my head. "No you." He argues, who the hell was spam knocking on our front door.

I let out a loud, sigh. Getting up.

I took one of Tom's shirts off the desk. Slipping it on over my naked body, I put my slippers on. Opening the door, I saw Tom junior waiting there for me, such a cute little boy.

"Hi!" I smiled, picking him up. The knocks getting aggressively louder.

"Oh my fucking!— I'm coming!" I shouted, at the top of my lungs. Running down the stairs, while holding.... you know what.

Let's just call him T.J.

I unlocked the door. "It cannot be later then seven in the morning, who is—" I cut myself off, seeing who was standing there.

Huge gulp.

My parents, and Tom's, and I was wearing only his shirt, and carrying a fucking cat.

"Hi!" Cherry and Bill popped out from behind them, well this is just fantastic! Absolutely super fantastic I tell ya!

"It's a kitten!" Bill gasps, taking him out of my hands. I stood there, still confused. "What are you doing here?" I questioned.

"Well... Bill heard they were coming and told me, we just came for the drama." Cherry shrugs making her way inside, i'm still confused.

"Can we talk?" Tom's dad, swallows dryly.

"Yeah, I guess... come in." I opened the door wider. "What are you guys doing here?" I looked to my parents. "Making everything right again." My mom smiles, stepping inside.

"When did you get this sweet boy? What's his name?" Bill scratches T.J's chin, while him and Cherry went absolutely feral, talking oddly...

"Oh that's Tom! I got him a couple days ago." I pointed to T.J, smiling hugely.

"You named your cat Tom?" Bill clarifies, I nodded excitedly. "Oh... uhm okay." He nods, a little slower then me though.

"I'm assuming Tom's still asleep?" Cherry asks, getting her boots off. "Yeah he's upstairs, don't sneak up on him." I warned.

"Why?"

"He's naked." I whispered.

"Oh..." Now she was the one nodding slowly. "I'll go get him." I pointed to the stairs, before starting to run up them, a light breeze coming, lifting Tom's shirt up a little.

"You're lucky i'm the only one who was looking!" Cherry shouts.

I pulled it down, continuing to bolt. I slid down the halls, bursting into our bedroom. "Tom, get up and get dressed. Now." I demanded.

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