Room 222 | Sunday Morning

[pursuedthestars]

For the most part, Jim had gotten used to living with a cat. Moxy wasn't too bad and the fact that he seemed to hate Jackson made him all the more better in Jim's mind. But (and this was a big but), Moxy did like to torment Jim at times.

This morning was one of those times. Jim was right in the middle of a very, very nice dream. He wasn't going to tell anyone what it was about but that became a moot point anyway when Moxy jumped onto his back and proceeded to claw lightly at his hair and shoulders. For a second or two, Jim ignored it. Maybe Moxy would go away.

Moxy did not go away and then went about kneading at Jim's shoulders before the damn cat started pacing up and down on his back.

"Oh my god, go away," he muttered, batting at Moxy sleepily. Moxy just tumbled off his back and came to curl up right against his face. Now Jim had a mouthful of cat fur. "You're disowned."

Moxy purred and blinked in his very feline way at Jim. He knew he wasn't going anywhere.

"Ugh," Jim said and tried to go back to sleep.

[Door closed/post open]

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[pursuedthestars]

"Thanks for the tip." The last thing he needed was to get his body scratched all to hell by a scorned cat. "Anything else?"

[whenshewasnice]

The scratching was clearly Natalie's job.

"None that I can think of. I'll text you if anything comes to mind."

[pursuedthestars]

Clearly.

"Okay. So, we're on for Wednesday, then. Looking forward to it," he said, smiling.

[whenshewasnice]

"Tuesday. Well, mostly Wednesday, actually." It wasn't going to be an early night. "I'll miss you until then."

[pursuedthestars]

"Same thing," he said, snickering. "I'll miss you too. And so will Moxy. Don't work too hard."

[whenshewasnice]

"I always work too hard. Don't sleep too much, and don't let Mox push you around." Like a bossy cat. "Talk to you soon. Bye, Jim."

[pursuedthestars]

"Bye, Natalie."

Jim hung up the phone. And literally, as soon as he put the phone on the nightstand, Moxy climbed onto his chest, flicked his tail in Jim's face and curled up underneath Jim's chin.

"Seriously?"

This cat, man.