pursuedthestars: ([hap] smirk)
Jim had an unhappy cat in a carrier at his feet. The server at the restaurant he'd chosen to meet Natalie had been hesitant to let him in at first but he'd charmed her and said he'd pay extra. She'd agreed but he'd had to sit outside which was fine with him. It was drizzly but it was warm and the umbrella overheard provided enough shelter from the rain for both Jim and Moxy.

Jim had ordered something drink and a small appetizer to keep himself satisfied while he waited for Natalie to eventually show up. He didn't exactly know how this whole thing was going to go after his behavior last time they'd talked but he was in a better mood, at least.

Maybe she'd forget he'd been a jerk. He could hope.

[NFB and for Natalie]
pursuedthestars: ([spec] sleep)
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]
pursuedthestars: ([neu] in charge)
The dorms were a lot quieter this week than any other. Jim knew the reason and he kind of wished he had somewhere to go to spend Christmas but he also liked the thought of just hanging out and sleeping a lot. Besides, he had Natalie's cat to take care of and it wasn't like Moxy would really care for Iowa if he went back home.

So, Jim was sticking around. He'd gone out and gotten a few Christmas presents yesterday. Today was an exercise in trying to wrap said gifts. As much of an ego as he had, as confident as he was, wrapping was not a strong suit and Moxy wasn't making it easy by laying his lazy ass along the wrapping paper and then clawing it up, ruining it.

"Stop it, cat," he said, making a face. Moxy did not stop. Jim sighed and tried to move his packing to Jackson's bed to get it done. Jackson could get over it.

[Open door, open post]

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