no matter how many times she hears that awful bell above her head chime ,
she struggles to adjust. it always made her ears ring – brows rise as she
looks to him with a slow flutter from downward swept lashes. “. . cat?” lips
part for form a nearly perfect circle as she inches inside the shop , door
swung shut behind. her question had been relatively vague but it was no
secret what she wanted , the way eyes left him so easily in search of the
feline she often came to visit.
there was a very obvious EYE ROLL when the single word slipped from her venomous lips. “ you are looking for LEGLESS again? you know, he is going to eventually tire of you. “ he mutters, his tone was dry -- rather RUDE. his arm lifts, finger pointed upward. “ he is there -- SLEEPING. i am sure he would love to stay that way but mess with him if you please.”