This morning my cat, Chloe, told me about her job as the night manager at the Dollar Store. She didnt seem entirely happy about her job. It seems that our other two cats are not showing up for their shifts. Chiva the Kitten claimed she didn’t know about it, then told me about her job delivering newspapers. Cocoa the Reticent just stared at me, quietly judging me. I told Chloe to get a better job.

i weave a web of pain and deceit masked in charm around those unfortunate souls who get too close