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The dreadful day at work finally finished as his shift ended. “Thanks Mandy, I’ll see you guys tomorrow!” He exclaimed grabbing his small bag and walking out of his office. It was a long day of work so James was glad he would finally be able to go home.
James reeked of sweat and stress as it had been rubbing off him. “When I get home I’m going straight to the shower, I am so disgusted.” He thought to himself as he finally reached his apartment. It wasn’t very big it was just your average apartment with 1 bedroom, 1 bathroom, kitchen, and laundry room. This apartment only fit him and his cat, Bulbasaur, which had been named after his favourite Pokémon, so it wasn’t much of a hassle to get a big apartment when it wasn’t needed in the first place.
Walking through the door he gets greeted by his cat. “Oh hi Bulbasaur! I’m gonna go take a shower okay buddy?” He asked getting down to his cats level calmly petting her fur. The cat rubbed against his arm. The two were very close nothing could separate them.
James hopped into the shower letting the warm water soak his body. He has been so tense but his muscles relaxed as he grew into the warm feeling. He smiled at this and continued his shower in peace.
By now he’s gotten up and out of the shower and got dressed. He was wearing a navy blue shirt and baggy black pants. Everyday after work, depending wether if he didn’t have any paper work to fill out, he would go on the couch and cuddle up with his cat.
Today was one of those days. It was one of those days where he would lay on the couch his head leaning on the arm of the couch with a pillow underneath and a Lighting McQueen blanket. It was childish but it kept him warm in the cold of Wyoming.
He laid down on the couch with his lighting McQueen blanket and pillow and starting reading his all time favourite book series. He’s read the series about a hundred times before and still can’t get over how good it is. Sometimes, when he’s feeling confident (which wasn’t all the time) he would read to his cat. Of course she wasn’t listening but he didn’t feel so lonely. In fact he felt great. It was just him and Balbasaur. Yes from time to time he wanted to spent life with some one but for now, she was enough.
Balbasaur did her daily ‘I’m gonna invade his shirt with my fur’ and walked right up to the couch, jumped on it and pillowed herself right on James’ chest as he read.
In time the 2 fell asleep. The book had fallen from James hand and into the floor and they slept peacefully through out the cold night.
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