Midnight Snack - A Roto Drabble
Gustavo was sleeping soundly when Roto’s ears perked up. There was someone outside the front door.
He jumped down from the bed and made his way to the window when he jumped up and outside onto the street below. He waddled around the corner and there he saw a man sitting up against the red door. Roto was hesitant to approach but saw the man holding food.
He immediately went over.
The human looked down at him when he meowed, and he offered the cat some of it. Roto ate happily, purring as the man scratched his head. The streetlamp showed a bruise on his eye and more along his arms.
“I guess midnight’s a little too late to knock, huh?” he said to the cat.
Roto barely listened as he ate.
“Well…I’ll apologize tomorrow I guess.” He let Roto eat the rest of the cold chicken and he stood up to walk back to his farm. But as he did the door opened - Gustavo appearing to see why Roto woke him up when he jumped out of bed.
“…Virgil?” He adjusted his glasses.
“Hey, Pinheiro.”
“What are you doing here?”
“I came to apologize for missing dinner. Your cat ate the chicken I brought.”
Gustavo looked down at him as Roto picked at the carcass. “Oh, yeah, Roto’s a hungry boy - always hungry, never satisfied.” Roto purred as he ate. He looked back to Virgil. “What happened? I thought you stood me up.”
“I got into a scrap. Didn’t mean for it to happen but it happened. Why don’t you come to my place in the morning and I’ll fill you in.”
Roto stretched out and made his way back inside. The quicker he went to sleep the sooner he’d be awake for breakfast.
