room 507, Monday night
Mar. 13th, 2006 11:19 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
nadiathesaintNadia stumbled into her room again. It had been another fun day, what with the spice racks in shop and the playing guitar on the beach and the animal balancing and all.
Her hand ached, and her neck was slightly stiff from holding it still this evening, so she flopped over onto her bed again.
This time, there was no uproarious giggling, just quietly petting her kitty, so as not to have her feet attacked again.
"Hey, Furrball,"
"Mew?"
Nadia smiled softly. "Soy casero."
Furrball didn't speak Spanish, but he heard the wonder in Nadia's voice, so he rubbed his head against her chin.
She grabbed him in a gentle pounce and pulled him up to her chest.
"Soy casero," she repeated. "I'm home."
Her hand ached, and her neck was slightly stiff from holding it still this evening, so she flopped over onto her bed again.
This time, there was no uproarious giggling, just quietly petting her kitty, so as not to have her feet attacked again.
"Hey, Furrball,"
"Mew?"
Nadia smiled softly. "Soy casero."
Furrball didn't speak Spanish, but he heard the wonder in Nadia's voice, so he rubbed his head against her chin.
She grabbed him in a gentle pounce and pulled him up to her chest.
"Soy casero," she repeated. "I'm home."
