MCA# 7 - Saturday Morning

Roy hadn't meant to fall asleep. There had been too many questions left open, but tiredness had won out so when he woke up that morning, feeling like he'd got run over by porcupine - a very large, batshit crazy porcupine, - he had no idea how the purring kitten had ended up in his bed.

Right, he missed out on sandwiches and his stomach growled almost instantly as he hadn't eaten since yesterday morning. He moved his arm, the muscles stiff, and scratched Dee behind the ear.

"Don't suppose you've got any sandwiches hidden, do you?" he asked, watching with amusement as the kitten rolled onto her side to get more scritches. "No, didn't think so."

((Locked to the catowner for now.))