Elle Byers-Hopper-Feynman-Wheeler

[onze]

"You've reached Elle. I'm not able to answer my TC, so leave a message."

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5/25 - DELIVERY; midday

[greatswellofpity]

[There's a knock at the door. When Elle opens it, there's no one there--save for a shopping bag and a plastic litter box. Inside, a soft blanket is folded up, and on that blanket is a tiny kitten with an exceptionally long tail that hangs over the edge of the box and onto the ground. The bag contains pet supplies: dishes, cans of food, toys, grooming implements, a bag of litter, and a little book about the species of this cat: an exotic and difficult to pronounce breed name that is simply "Sleeper" in vernacular. This particular cat is tele-empathic, and exceptionally intelligent. Their gifts allow them to shield their masters from nightmares and produce a calming aura on command.

The kitten wears a bright red bow around its neck as it sits there, absolutely content to lay without moving save for the twitch of the tip of its tail, dancing along the ground.

On the ribbon, there is a handwritten tag.]

So you're never alone, even in your dreams. - X

05/25 - text reply with picture! A couple hours latee

[onze]

Thank you. Her name is Miss Kitty. I named her after a cat from a movie. She’s already making my day that much better.

[ And there is a picture of Elle and Miss Kitty, curled up on Elle’s bed with Bellua behind them. ]

I think Lou thinks she’s her baby because she keeps sniffing at her and trying to herd her around.