"Oh it is you Penelope! Glad you are sleeping in the bed next to me"Sarah leaned more into her trunks, pulling out her things for the night, her floral patterned nightie, her funky slippers which looked like oversized sneakers, yet were soft and some rainbow striped sleeping socks, to keep chillblains away.
She then placed the item on her bed and sat down next to them. "Well, it was quite a day, was it not?". She yawned luxuriously."What is up? Something got you down?" It sounded like an oxymoron - the up/down business. Yet Sarah really waned to know what is wrong. After a filling supper it was probably not hunger pangs that was making the girl so sullen.
She then noticed the cat that had meowed at her, "is that your cat? what is its name?"