#litercaty

[ninelivesofcatwoman]

I'm not a thief. I'm just really good at acquiring things that aren't mine.

[ninelivesofcatwoman]

I've been away from Tumblr due to me having quite the fun in taking such a big and priceless ring!

Isn't this just so pretty? It's going to my collection~

[ninelivesofcatwoman]

Zahira was sore, annoyed, and fairly certain she was going to have bruises in places she didn't even know could bruise by tomorrow morning. She had already bandaged her fingers and put her arm in a sling. Tomorrow she'd go see Dr. Leslie and have a proper cast put on it.

By the time she reached Selina's apartment, her irritation had only grown. She didn't bother knocking or even using the door instead, she climbed in through the window. At least she had the decency to shake the mud off her boots before stepping inside and ruining the carpets.

"Before you say anything," Zahira called out as she stepped into the apartment, tossing her jacket over a chair, "I already know this is somehow my fault."

@zahira-kylealghul

Selina was in the kitchen when she heard the ratling noise from the window. She was making tea―just in time for her to have guests it seems.

Instead of preparing one cup, she took out two teacups out from the cupboard before placing them down on the kitchen isle. Just in time as the water finished boiling, she heard Zahira's voice calling out. The corner of her lips curl into a smirk before shaking her head fondly.

"Since you already know what I am about to say, I guess I shouldn't be saying it again." Pouring the hot water into the teacups with the tea leaves. Once both cups were filled, she placed the kettle down. Waiting for the tea leaves to seep into the water, Selina turns to face her daugther, raising a brow. Waiting for her to explain further.