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Geoffrey was at the counter, sorting bills from the stack of mail when Jamie came home from work.
"Is there any milk left?" Jamie kept one arm huddled to his chest as he shrugged out of his coat and hung it to dry.
"Might be, if not put it on the list." Geoffrey took a closer look at his room-mate. "Why?"
"Um." Jamie looked embarrassed for a moment, then straightened, moving his arms a little to reveal a small damp lump shivering against his chest. "Found this wee one by the car park. Think it's hungry."
The 'wee one' let out a strangled sort of squeak when Geoffrey touched its head with one finger. One paw batted at his wrist, the paw pads cold and damp against his skin.
"Poor thing," he murmured. "Wonder where it came from." Geoffrey stroked the little head again before turning to the cabinets. He dug a clean dishcloth out of one drawer and handed it to Jamie. "Here, get her - him - whatever dry, I'll find something to feed it."
Jamie nodded and settled on the living room couch, gently rubbed the towel over the kitten's tiny body. It protested at first, turning in circles on his lap before crawling back up to his chest. Jamie had to tuck his chin in to see the small stripey face.
"Is there any milk left?" Jamie kept one arm huddled to his chest as he shrugged out of his coat and hung it to dry.
"Might be, if not put it on the list." Geoffrey took a closer look at his room-mate. "Why?"
"Um." Jamie looked embarrassed for a moment, then straightened, moving his arms a little to reveal a small damp lump shivering against his chest. "Found this wee one by the car park. Think it's hungry."
The 'wee one' let out a strangled sort of squeak when Geoffrey touched its head with one finger. One paw batted at his wrist, the paw pads cold and damp against his skin.
"Poor thing," he murmured. "Wonder where it came from." Geoffrey stroked the little head again before turning to the cabinets. He dug a clean dishcloth out of one drawer and handed it to Jamie. "Here, get her - him - whatever dry, I'll find something to feed it."
Jamie nodded and settled on the living room couch, gently rubbed the towel over the kitten's tiny body. It protested at first, turning in circles on his lap before crawling back up to his chest. Jamie had to tuck his chin in to see the small stripey face.