I've been neglecting putting up the new stories for all of you, so sorry about that, but I figured I needed to focus a little bit on myself in regards to getting better. Here's the first of many stories I owe you, and Calico.
*picture is originally from http://leggnet.com/2006/03
12/18/2013 (Wednesday)- Milk First
I decided to rest until the flu left me. Sleep, eat, Nyquil, more sleep.
I woke up at the end of the second day. It was the first time in a long while that I felt refreshed—no nightmares, no calls from work, no worries about wandering words and--
Well, that’s good, said a dry feline voice.
I lifted my head up and found Calico at the foot of my bed.
You owe us.
“I… I was sick?”
Calico gave me a look that all cats give their owners.
“What do you want?” I sigh.
Milk and stories. Milk first.