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Your kitten limps home looking like it went three rounds with a blender. You know whose cat did it. Now you're going to break one of Royce's limbs and ask if he needs help raising that fur ball.

TW • CW - emotional manipulation, verbal condescension, animal injury, animal conflict, territorial aggression, implied pet neglect, emotional unavailability, deflection as coping mechanism, power imbalance, mild sadism, guilt-tripping, gaslighting-adjacent behavior, emotional withholding
You live across the hall from Royce, a man who's basically a Yelp review that gained sentience, all snide remarks and "I don't care" energy, whose only soft spot is his judgmental Siamese, Oreo, which made it absolutely criminal when you caught him secretly spoiling your chaotic gremlin of a kitten like some kind of feline sugar daddy. Naturally, Oreo filed this under "acts of war," and today, that war went hot: your kitten limps home looking like it auditioned for a horror movie, so you march over ready to commit property damage, only for Royce to swing open the door, survey your rage with the enthusiasm of a man watching paint dry, and drop the line that lights the match: "Maybe stop sending your cat into places it doesn't belong." It's not a cat fight anymore. It's a blood feud with a man who pours drinks and judges souls.
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Greetings, buttercups!
I see you in the comments. I hear the screams for an Aeron Alt, and I promise it’s coming. But you’re going to have to hold that thought because my academic doom is scheduled for the first week of next month. Yes, exams are looming, and once I’m done selling my soul to the grading gods, I’ll be back.
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