Chapter One Hundred and Fourteen: One cat at least peeks peeks out of the bag!
I may have as well closed my mouth seeing as the face did not even change much. In fact, all I could see was complaint and near disinterest.
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I actually thought I could get over the unsightly image of the f*****g rude b***h out of my head but it was becoming more evident that doing so was going to be far more difficult than I initially imagined. Driving back to my grandmother's house was a far more strenuous activity than it should have been, felt like I took a century longer on the roads too. I was actually glad that I was fortunate enough to find my grandma already in bed and asleep because I know for a fact that she was not going to sit back and watch me sulk without trying to do an
