It was her day off -- it was a miracle that she had a day off considering the fact that evil never really took a break but as she was granted one day to gather her wits, all she wanted to do was stay home and cook -- maybe do something nice for Sturge, they were passing ships at night -- often when he headed home, she had to head out and it was completely and utterly frustrating but not as frustrating as the predicament before her, clutching her numbing finger to her chest as she eyed the man before her in complete surprise. His exclamation had caught her off guard which led her to burn her forefinger against the stove, “you’ve got to be kidding me” she huffed as she eyed the kitten before her in complete surprise -- there was a reason why she had never had pets with the exception of her owl. She was completely horrible with it -- at least Erwin could hunt for food on his own -- she didn’t know what to do with the small creature before her, “honey -- tell me that I’m imagining the kitten before me -- that’s it some odd illusion” she groaned.
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