Kwik Stop Rooftop, Wednesday Afternoon
"Look, I said I'm sorry I'm late," Dante said, eyeing the cat sitting on the other side of the roof. "And that I didn't show up last week. You gonna hold that over my head forever?"
The cat ignored him, licking its paw daintily. Not that it was doing much to get rid of the grime.
"I brought bacon," Dante added, holding up a strip. "You're seriously not going to come over here for that?" Nope. No response, apparently.
Dante sighed, leaning back on the roof, and shut his eyes. Weather wasn't great today anyway. Maybe he should go back indoo-- "Hey!"
The cat shoved Dante's hood down over his head, fell forward into his lap, grabbed the bacon and ran. "Are you fur real?!"
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The cat ignored him, licking its paw daintily. Not that it was doing much to get rid of the grime.
"I brought bacon," Dante added, holding up a strip. "You're seriously not going to come over here for that?" Nope. No response, apparently.
Dante sighed, leaning back on the roof, and shut his eyes. Weather wasn't great today anyway. Maybe he should go back indoo-- "Hey!"
The cat shoved Dante's hood down over his head, fell forward into his lap, grabbed the bacon and ran. "Are you fur real?!"
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