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"Your room is ugly, and passionless. There's no life to it. It's stark, and black and white, and boring." Scylla watched him snuggle into his pillow and rested her head on her paws. If she was human, she wouldn't see this side of him. Why? Why didn't she get to see the little simplicities? Was that what happened when love got in the way?

Not that she wanted to see him shirtless- not that it was a problem that she was- but she wanted...

What did she want? "Shrimp sounds good." Jada told him, and watched him until he found asleep.

At some point during the night, she got cold. Standing, she stepped off the nightstand and onto the bed, moving around and maneuvering his bedding carefully. Settling against his chest, head tucked under his chin, she stretched out; One paw under the pillow, one paw underneath (more snuggling the pillow than using it, but who was judging?), the comfortable sleeping position she adopted as a human.

Marlo was warm, and he smelled good. And she was a cat- so what was the harm in getting warm and getting snuggles both? She never got snuggles as a human- he was too busy hurting her, too busy frightening her the way he never had at first. He'd used to make her feel safe. Now... Now she wasn't sure how Marlo made her feel.

And... and then she was asleep.

And then the alarm was going off, and she made a mewl of displeasure, burying her face.