The Last Thunder
She eventually got tired of scolding him and just let him help her.
He didn’t make the bed right away this morning though, he was upset with the little vermin and wanted to wash his face up right away to cool the stinging sensation on his cheek. He knew it wouldn’t stay permanently, but it would surely be red, and unfavourable for today’s mission. He saw his face in the mirror after washing it up, and saw three scratch marks already forming in pink color. He sighed. “Hopefully, it’ll be gone in two hours, if Usha doesn’t have any cat-scratch disease that is. It’ll be troublesome if anyone ask me about it every time.”
He returned to the bedroom to find the kitten missing, undoubtedly waiting
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