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    Ever the Same – (Chapter: Ch.18: Sleepwear is not for Swimming)

    It was early afternoon, and the girl’s were still asleep. The sunlight was shining through the windows, and there was a deafening silence, save for chirps here and there from birds flying by.

    Rob Thomas was pacing the length of the foot of the bed. Usually one would not pin a cat to pace, unless it was stalking prey, but it’s been established that this cat isn’t normal. Normally by this time Ashley would have fed her, and then Rob would follow the brunette around the house for a while. But that was hard seeing as how Ashley was sleeping! Rob’s patience was wearing thin. She didn’t care if her owners had spent the night having hot passionate sex for hours; she was hungry damnit!

    The cat made her way up to the head of the bed where she sat on a pillow near Ashley’s head, staring her down.

    Meow.

    Silence. The brunette wasn’t budging anytime soon. The meow had made Spencer shift a little in her sleep, however. Oops. Wrong one. Rob bent down and brought a scratchy tongue against Ashley’s cheek. Pain usually wakes someone up.

    The brunette flinched slightly and opened one eye, seeing the cat staring right back at her. She let out an annoyed breath through her nose and turned her head to look straight at Rob instead of through peripheral vision. The cat licked her once again. This time on the tip of her nose.

    “You are aware that you’re not a dog, correct?” Ashley whispered (whispering because she was aware that Spencer was still asleep) with a single raised brow.

    Meow.

    “Alright, alright. I know; you’re hungry. Give me a sec, and I’ll get your food.” Okay, so she was talking to a cat. But she’s completely sane. Swear to God.

    Well, Rob must have understood her because she hopped down off the bed and trotted away. Ashley groaned lightly and turned her head back to its prior position. Getting out of bed would prove to be a challenging task. The brunette had her arms around Spencer, the girl facing towards her with her head burrowed in Ashley’s neck.

    Task: Get out of bed, feed the animal, and return to bed. All without waking the blonde. Hah! This should be interesting.

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