Do NOT Take This Cat Home
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- Capítulos 49
It's your day off, but the weather is really bringing you down. Among other things. But... you're drawn to the distant sound of something calling out to you... You follow it to a dark, lonely alley. And at the back of the alley, in a cardboard box...
...is a cat.
A very cute cat. ...Will you take it home with you? Surely you will, right?
A game made by Pixeliminal, turned to a story...
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