My friend’s cat though…
I’m minding him while she’s with her family, and I’ll tell you as much, he’s such a psychotic creature, it’s tragic. I know this. I know he can be actually dangerous if you don’t take care, he’s even attacked his ‘mom’, my friend a few times. And by ‘attacked’ I don’t mean feet grab or things like those, no, fucking jumping at her jugular with all he’s got, only instinct helped her back then.
Anyway, I just got back, I feed him, he’s all yaaay I love you *purr purr rub rub*, you know, all that, *throws self on ground PET MEEEE* and I do for a while, then do my stuff, he follows me around still all normal.
Suddenly, he snaps, starts meowing and runs into the bathroom.
Still, fairly normal-crazy cat behaviour.
I follow into the bathroom a little while later, about to do some bathroom business, standing in front of the sink, while he keeps meowing. I pet him, he licks my hand, I think, are you really in such a cute mood right now? He keeps licking my hand and arm, suddenly he tries biting, not the cute way though, the full on aggressive bite way, and I pull away, yell “NO” at him.
His eyes suddenly are the mad-cat eyes. You know, the eyes they have when they’re about to kill something. He keeps meowing. His whole body is tense. Staring at me, swaying some, as if unsure whether to just jump me or not.
I keep my hand up. I’m not gonna play this game. I’m not gonna back away either. I’m stronger than you, my muscles are tense, and I’ll grab you by the neck quicker than you can sever my hand, stop this.
We had a quiet, very weird exchange for a minute or two, fuck that tension, before he seemed to ease up some. I also let him smell my toothpaste. He didn’t like it.
Maybe he “woke up” from that, I don’t know.
He’s lying curled up behind me now.
You come back home, earplugs in, and normally you’d stop the music and take out the plugs, but then such a good song is playing you just keep living it as you stand almost motionless, not getting done even half the things you usually do after coming back, and oh look the next song is amazing, too, where did the last twenty minutes go?
Sitting on the side-lines, watching everyone get their perfect lives, their perfect jobs, perfect partners, and move along, away, past whatever I am.
Right now all I can manage is a blank expression.
I can’t entirely cover up that feeling of some sort of grudge inside me. Not to myself at least. If that’s what I’m supposed to do, to just accept it, then I haven’t yet managed that. I’m struggling, hard, but I’m struggling on the inside only.
My outside, it looks on blankly, managing a smile here and there where it’s expected.
You know nothing, Jon Snow.
I’m so done with physical people these days. So done. I just… just no. All of them. Leave me alone. (ノಠ益ಠ)ノ彡┻━┻ Leave me the fuck alone.
Thank you. Now, was that so hard?
Good bye, you pretty, busy place ♥
Aahh, but I am looking forward to sleeping in a proper bed again.
And I have to come again, as I entirely “forgot” to get my fish and chips *cry* I ended up getting food from Chinatown more than anything else ahaha, woops.
Those pastries were too delicious, darn.
So what if I went mad at some point of imaginary time in the past?
No stop, don’t cry!
Why are you crying!
STOP IT YOU”RE TEARING OUT MY HEART NOOO
So my friend has come back home, as I expected, no message prior to her coming back, and she hasn’t uttered a word to me yet. I’m counting about 20 minutes.
Are you adult.
Alright I’ll ride with this.
My friend wants to leave at 7:30 in the morning though |D goodbye, sleep.
Can I screech now?
Left and right, left and right.
I swat a little, glare at them for a moment, irritated,
and then I take up my journey,
and I walk alone, I walk alone.