“ hey, punk, ” chameleon starts, sitting cross - legged and settling next to the feline in their shared tent. “ i brought you some dinner. ” ilia reaches into her black leather pouch that now lays at their bedside, pulling out a hot steak sandwich ( with cheese and peppers on it ! ) wrapped in foil. “ i figured you forgot to eat like the dummy you are, so. ” she smooches catra on the cheek with a smirk and extends the wrapped sandwich to her partner. “ bone apple tea. or whatever the fuck they say before you eat in a fancy establishment. ”
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