The fern rustled. I grimaced.
It had been at the apartment when I moved in, and I thought it a nice bit of green. But I was starting to suspect... maybe it was more alive than the average plant?
"Must be the wind again," I announced loudly, keeping my back to it. I kept my eyes on its reflection in my 'casually' placed mirror.
A curled frond reached out to turn the page of my library book beside it.
Wasn't sure how to react to that.
Kitty had burrowed into the extra set of folded up futon and comforter in our living room! He was happy to come out and sleep in bed when I called him (He likes to do this during the day in sunny weather also. If we’re lucky we can see him notice we’ve arrived back at apartment and emerge face first from the cat sandwich to greet us)
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