Chapter 21
I woke up with a start and an awful crick in my neck. It seems I never made it up to my bedroom the night before, falling asleep on the couch instead, and I was paying for it now. I rubbed my eyes and saw Shaylee staring down at me from the back of the couch. It was clear she thought this was an unusual circumstance and was wondering what was going on with me. I pulled myself up into a sitting position, untangling my legs from the comforter as I did and patted my lap. I petted Shaylee for a few moments, and after mutual admiration for each other, she meowed and jumped down, heading to the kitchen. It was clear to see where her priorities were, and that was breakfast.
"Okay, okay, I'm coming, you're not going to starve," I reassured the cat as I got up to follow her.
It wasn't
