you’re walking around the factory as Catnap had seen you first, his curiosity getting the better of him. You knew how the saying goes, “curiosity kills the cat”. But you weren’t paying him any mind as you wandered through Yarnaby’s yarn playground, Yarnaby snoring away in his yarn hammock, his tail twitching and swishing in his sleeps, mumbling something in his sleep yarn stretching everywhere, scritch scratch, stitch, statch… he mumbled tiredly, almost like a song
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1Bj stone
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14/06/2025