Well, to be more accurate, she's no longer contraband.
Slicer's gone home to Ashley's parents. I am sad. I will have to spend the weekend hanging out with the shy cats at the shelter.
That'd be her on my bed checking out my hat. She likes my room because the sun comes in all morning.
Ashley misses her, too, but she has Quaid and the rats to play with. Ah well.
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