Cat and Mouse

The scarred woman lifted her head from her coffee cup, something scurried behind her. She looked straight ahead. "I smell...Mouse." Her mouth watered as she turned her head slowly, she rose out of her chair pretending to go to the bin, then she turned. Pounced. Catching the mouse in her hand. She sat back down at the table, sipping her coffee. She placed the mouse on the table. "What is a being like you doing, stalking me?" She looked at the mouse, stroking its black fur. Its red eyes staring at her as she took another sip of the black liquid. "Ahh, you can't beat coffee. It has been to long." A smile came to her lips as she stroked the mouse again with a long pale finger. 


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