MCA #10 - Late morning

Roy was quite proud of himself having managed to sneak out and come back to the apartment without waking Aly up. Or tripping over the kittens. Cats, they were well past the kitten stage by now.

He still almost faceplanted in the ground as they rubbed against his legs - or in Ow's case bit his ankles - while he precariously balanced the tray as he elbowed the door open. The kittens slid into the still darkened room before him. Probably robbing him of the chance to wake Aly up.

They needed to sleep over at his apartment more often.

((For the probably not sleeping spy.))