Chapter 18

<<Tic, tac>>

<<Tic, tac>>

The clock on the wall woke me up.

The house, as usual, was void of other sounds aside the clock.

I yawned loudly as I sat down.

“What a good rest.” - I thought to myself.

It had been a while since I had felt this refreshed.

I looked at the clock.

“1:30pm”

“I still have time” - I smiled. I was in a good mood for once.

Why?

Mom doesn’t get home until 6pm.

And so, I climbed down my bunk bed, humming a little tune to myself.

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I went to the kitchen and made some coffee milk.

I love the creamy taste. It goes well with the black bitter coffee.

I drunk it slowly, savoring every drop. And I properly cleaned after myself, afterwards.

It’s very important to be clean and organized, after all.

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“Having fun, missy?” - A deep voice greeted me.

“Oh...” - I turned back. It’s been a while.

“Been a while, indeed, huh?” - The cat said while licking his paw.

It seems he can, undeniably, read my mind.

Or maybe, he is just good at reading me.

“Why, yes. That too” - He streched his paws.

Somehow, I have gotten used to this black kitty.