Room 507, Saturday night

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Night had fallen, the moon (or possibly unnatural lighting) was shining in the window, and Furball sat on the sill, peering through the glass.

Nadia hadn't returned to the room since this morning. He liked being back, but missed the fun and excitement of being out on his own.

Music swelled, and Furball took a deep breath.

Mewwwwwwmewwwwwww,
mew mewmew mew mew mewwwwwwwmewwwwwww,
Mew mew mew mew mew mewwwwwwwwmewwwwwwww,
mew mew mewmewmew mewwwwwwwwwww,
mew mewmewmew mew mew mew mew mew mewmewmewww mewwwwwwwwwww,
mew mew mewwwwwwwwmewwwwwwwwww
mew mewmew,

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