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Cat

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Cats are liquid

Napelynn entered the bar and looked around. The dirty environment, the scent of sweaty men, and the burly drunkards scattering like scared hares. It was a sight he was already used to. A sight he has seen no less than the number of scars covering his body.

The bartender, who was wiping a glass, gulped nervously under Napelynn's stare. Unfortunately for him, there was no place he could hide.
In a few short steps, this behemoth of a man came near. Banging his fist on the bar plot Napelynn shouted, "One cup of cat. And better be cold."

"Huh, haven't seen you around." Said one of the thugs, sitting in the shadows, with his eyes darting as fierce as knives, they were eyes who had seen war, but not death.
"You think you can come to my turf" he took a step closer, bringing ripples in the bottles of wine.

Seconds ticked by, and the air got heavier. Even the drunkards didn't dare to speak, afraid they may incur Napelynn's wrath. In his numerous visits, they learned that the best remedy for alcohol intoxication was fear, pure undisguised fear.

The cup of cat soon was served, and everyone finally got to relax. Napelynn was easy to anger, but once his cat came, he was too preoccupied petting it to pay attention to the trivial trash littering the ground around him.

@Agentt Nappy is the big fish of the lands my story takes place in. He has long stopped wearing a skirt and acting cutely, revealing the raw masculinity under the lace. However, he still keeps a soft spot in his heart. It is his love for cats.

"Sit on my spot" he said, taking another step closer, now his shadow loomed over Napelynn like a solar eclipse brought darkness. Napelynn could feel stinging on his back, wounds and memories, turning red. With each if his breath, he could feel his muscles urging him, urging him for more.

"And order my DRINK!" he yelled, as he threw all bottles with a swift of an arm.
But Napelynn, didn't react, oh no, he wasn't a brute. He quitely drank his cat, with a quite surp, left a currency note, and with a bow, he left.

You know what...I thought that Napelynn said that cats are liquid, and thus I started this story. Damn, Agentt, change that pfp.

You thought Nap wrote all that on his profile?

Also, let's continue~~~

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