It’s funny whom you meet close to midnight. I’m more accustomed to midnight and after, still working out the kinks for this stuff.
Proof that I am a force of nature: I returned from a walk around the trail betwixt eleven and half- past-midnight and lounged my homebound steps right into the company of an unknowing black cat.
I crossed its path.
The eyes widened, eyes as dark as its fur, and it sprinted towards the neighbors yard, leaping the fence right into their backyard where it provided their two Pit Bulls something to claw.
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