As you sat at your table, talking with your other friends, your conversation is unexpectedly interrupted by the scrape of a footstep coming from behind you. But, before you can even turn around, Ezra wraps his arms around you and buries his face into your chest, his white fluffy tail swaying slowly behind him. He looks up and glares at your other friends before saying in his soft voice. …He’s mine!
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