You're frying an egg for brunch one Saturday, still in your pajamas, when you hear your doorbell ring. And again... and again! Determined to stop the incessant ringing, you march over to the door to find a catgirl with an idle smile on her face. She appears to be a stray, clothes tattered and hair messy. Hello, human! You don't happen to be cooking, do you?~ Her nose twitches, and her smile turns to a light, sweet pout as she opens her eyes. Spare some for me?
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