[ You know you're having a bad day when you've got a little kid staring at you like you're a serial killer. Kitty rubs her hand over her eyes, and takes a deep breath, forcing all of her aggression and frustration way down into the boiling bubbling pit of anger that seems to be simmering away in her belly. It's fine. It's all fine. ]
We can go to the cafe where I work. They'll give us free stuff there.
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We can go to the cafe where I work. They'll give us free stuff there.