One Purr At a Time

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Wiping the drool from my cheek I opened one eye at a squint, "So bright," I groaned, placing my hand to my forehead. "Argh my head."

I sat up and looked over at the alarm clock, seeing it was just gone twelve in the afternoon I figured it was time to get up. I shuffled out of my room, bumping into my 13 year old brother at the time.

"Hey Lia!"

"Stop shouting you moron." I groaned, cringing.

He laughed. "How's the hangover?"

"Getting a lot worse so please shut your trap."

He laughed, shaking his head and walking into his room, kicking the door shut.

I walked downstairs, shuffling past my dad working on his next DIY mission. "Dad, please stop hammering."

"Ironic isn't it?" He laughed.

I looked at him and shot him a look that could kill. "You're hilarious."

I squeezed past him whilst placing the palm of my hand against my forehead and sighing as I entered the kitchen. "Good night?"

I look up and see my mum looking at me with a smirk on her face. "From what I can remember, yes."

She laughed and opened the fridge, taking the orange juice out. "Well I'm surprised you're up this early since you got in at 5."

My eyes widened and I sat down at the breakfast bar. "No way, 5 o'clock?"

She nods and starts pouring the orange juice into a glass before sliding it over to me. "Oh yes, and you weren't exactly quiet about it either." She says, adding a laugh at the end.

"Shit, sorry." I laughed.

She waved me off. "Just be lucky you didn't wake your father."

I rolled my eyes. "Nothing usually wakes him anyway," I said before taking a sip of the juice. "Pass me some tablets please." I mumbled.

She turned around and started rummaging through the cupboards, I drummed my fingers on the table and heard a meow to my side, I peered down seeing my cat Cloudy, "Meow to you too." I mumbled, looking down at my fingers still drumming to no beat.

"Alright, keep your whiskers on."

I looked up, frowning. "Did you say something mum?"

She turned around, scoffing as if I was asking her something completely absurd. "No?" She said, shaking  her head.

I heard another meow and I looked down. "What is it fluffy Cloud?"

"I'm bloody hungry."

I frown and get down from the stool, I crouch down at my cat's level and stroke behind his ear making his head tilt and his eyes close slightly. "Oh that's the spot." He says, just before purring.

I stand up tall and shake my head. "I have got to stop drinking."

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