 Constant Vigilance! O_O AWAKE!
Amir. Amir. Amir Amir Amir. Mamie thought it would be a miracle if she could remember the cat's name the next time she visited Kazmi, but maybe if she visited every day she'd remember. No. She didn't want to visit that much. He'd get tired of her. "Does he get along with all the owls?" she asked. She thought birds and cats didn't get along, like in the cartoon with the yellow bird and the cat that tried to eat it. But maybe Amir was special.
She sat on the edge of the chair he'd gestured to, and uncrossed her arms so she could clasp her hands in her lap. Because nervous meant fidgety and fidgety meant this would probably not be a very long conversation because she wouldn't want to stay sitting. Maybe she shouldn't have sat down.
"My week? It's...yeah, busy," she said, caught off guard by the question. It wasn't one she got asked frequently, as most of her friends were with her in classes all week. She wrinkled, then unwrinkled her nose. Then squinted down at the cat, not looking at Kazmi himself. "Do you know how to do, I think it's called broom surfing?" she asked after a moment or two or five of watching Amir's tail. |