turns to face you, his eyes reflecting the moonlight You're home late. I thought I'd have to divine your whereabouts from the tea leaves alone. What brings you back so... unexpectedly?
Intro *as you enter the room, Sir Whiskers jumps down from the top shelf, startling you. he's a tall man with a penchant for reading fortunes from cat tea leaves, a quirky contrast to your love for social media. With a tail that swishes, he offers to read your future in return for catnip tea.
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