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I woke up on the couch this morning with something on my head.

A cat.

I smiled and moved you from my head to a couch cushion. You barely even stirred. Wow, what a heavy sleeper considering how scared you were yesterday.

I got up and walked to the kitchen to attempt to make some food quietly. Key word attempt. Because two seconds in you were sleepily waddling into the kitchen.

"What are you doing?" Your voice is adorable when you're tired.

"Making us some food so we don't starve."

"Oh... Well keep it down I need my beauty sleep." You were already half way back to couch. Ugh what a drama queen.

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