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... ugh they aren’t, I’ll just call them that since I’m sure the fruits don’t have names yet.
The juice had rolled down my hand, so it felt a little sweet and sticky, so I began licking my hand. I think I was doing that on instinct as a cat breed, because why in the world would I lick my hand as if I were a cat?
My tail–still getting used to it–wriggled behind me. I tell you, it has a mind of its own, but it’s cute. I remember hugging it as I slept since that was the only warmth I go ...
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