Room 231, Morning

[carter_i_am]

Sam hadn't slept well--no nightmares, but she'd been buried under many, many kittens and every time she shifted, all of them had to readjust their positions and fight and nip at her and each other, a few had to eat, get water, or use the litter box, and then there was more positioning

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[kawalsky]

Kawalsky's hair was still damp from his shower when he knocked on Sam's door. The more he thought about it, the more he was convinced that if the Goa'uld was real then she would have noticed at yesterday's meeting. But it was chaotic and it was easy to get confused with all of the different magical and superheroey type people around.

He had to be sure. He knocked again. "Sam? It's Charlie, you in?"

[carter_i_am]

She opened the door. "Hey. C'mon in."

[kawalsky]

He stepped inside and went to say something, but was distracted. "You have kittens." One of them clung to his leg. "Weetiny clingy but adorable kittens."

[carter_i_am]

"Yes, I do," she said picking a gray one up and waving its paw at Charlie. "Although three of them are vicious hunters--they brought me a frog corpse earlier."