I woke the next morning with the sun tickling my face. My back was stiff and my neck crooked. My muscles were strung from sleeping on my side and it took me a moment to realise I wasn’t in my own bed.
I sat up, my eyes scanning the room, only to find it empty. I’d fallen asleep on Thea’s couch and she’d let me. How embarrassing.
With a yawn, I stretched the strain out of my body. Was my teacher still here or had she gone to teach a class? What time was it even?
A soft purr and a flash of black fur startled me for a second, before I remember the catzel. He pressed his black snout into my hand, angling for scratched.
“Morning, Bàs.”
“Prrrr…”
“Good boy.” I patted him between the ears and after I made sure Thea was gone, I left. I’d very much overstayed my welcome.
It wasn’t until I was
