“T’as bouffé? Ou-” the flimsy plastic bag, dangling from her wrist, caught his eye. The familiar logo of the bakery
/ he’d catch her buying sweets from /
on full display.
“Ah. Encore du sucre toi.”
“Oh, it’s just you.”
Eisen, crouched down at the feline’s level, brought his attention to his sister. To think he could spend his free day alone . . .
Sibling telepathy.
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“Oh?” Kara peeks at the small alleyway and sees < the reader > playing with a stray cat. She blinks, standing there awkwardly when she’s spotted.
“Uh… Hi..?”
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@seraphicales I write, I just like replying tho (im not creative with intros) so you’ll never see me start a plot post 🥀 I’ll make sure to reply to yours tho!