4
Freja and I lie n***d in her bed with huge grins on our faces, listening to her reggae playlist bounce in the smoky air. We are both extremely chilled out by the after-effects of good w**d and even better s*x.
I'm startled by a big, heavy thump on my belly. I recoil like I've been punched in the gut.
What is that?!?
"Arvid!! Din jävla…!!!" Freja loudly scolds a fat, orange ball of fur that quickly scrambles down the side of the bed and across the room to hide under a table.
"Sorry! Arvid, my Sadie cat!" Freja looks at me sheepishly, clearly embarrassed.
"He know better! Arvid like hiding." she apologizes sincerely.
I look over to the other nightstand nearest me, and notice the drawer is ajar.
There's been a cat in here the whole time?
"Oh, you have a cat?" I ask in surprise.
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