"Well I've got a name for you, yes I do." Tony bounced the kitten in his arm, turning around. His voice was sickly sweet with false sentimentality. "Cacafuego. Do you like the sound of that, you little bat-faced piece of shit? I think you do."
Pulling out a drawer, Tony arranged the linens into something roughly comfortable looking. "Look, Cacafuego!" He plopped the kitten directly into it. "A bed!"
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Date: 2018-08-04 06:33 am (UTC)Pulling out a drawer, Tony arranged the linens into something roughly comfortable looking. "Look, Cacafuego!" He plopped the kitten directly into it. "A bed!"