Sneezes. Accidentally dabs. #OOC.

"Well. That was quick."

//I cri.

Yawns.

Closes eyes. "...Please don't evolve into a Fighting Type, please don't evolve into a Fighting Type..."

Dabs all over the fucking tl. "Was... that good enough?"

Licking her own fur. Doing leg stretches. Spitting out fiery hairballs. Ya know. Normal cat stuff.

"Oh, hey, a dog. Haven't seen those in a while."

"Just one other. A pesky little Houndoom."

"The guitar girl doesn't need to blame me... I'm just minding my own business." Meows.

"Wake me up..."

Casually napping aside a tree.

"Man, today was so lit." Sees that it's been raining all day. "...Yep. nothing could had possibly went wrong today."

"Wow. Edgy~" x.com/DeathHerald/st…

//I'm gonna be making a new account soon. Here's a hint-

"Gotta give Ol' Spiky Hair for trying." Yawns.

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