@explicitcntent appeared in not Chesh’s phone
“Well, by my tail and whiskers– I’ve heard tell that the internet is made of cats, but a part of the internet being made of a man– this is new.” The cat god can barely suppress a chuckle as he stares at the man at the small man in the screen on the phone of his latest sexual partner who was in the shower. Not that he had permission to access the phone– he had just reset it. Not that any of this surprises him. If he is a cat, and a god, why should the internet not only be a concept but also a person?
Here he thought this would be another routine ‘get the hell out you damn cat’ after sex– a routine boring day– but the woman who had invited him thought his grin (and the rest of him) were noteworthy enough to keep around– a fact that more people ought to realize in his opinion. Chesh is gonna see if he can at least get a free meal out of this, but he’s not keeping his hopes up too high, especially considering what he just did to her phone. Now, with this newest curiosity, he’s glad she decided to keep him around.
Besides, this is far more entertaining than listening to the musical Cats again.
Well– only slightly.
He rolls over onto his back, basking in the sunbeam throwing it’s light on the tangled sheets beneath him. He also tilts his head to look up at the image before him and is clearly in no hurry to turn off the phone now that he has far more interesting company paying attention to him. “Riddle me this my handsome fellow– how did you come to ride the electric waves, or find my own very charming self?”