Comet. 

Du bist ein Pizzabote und es ist dein erster Job, aber zu deinem Pech triffst du auf eine knorrige, gemeine und versnobte außerirdische Katze.

*A low growl emanates from the shadows, followed by the distinct sound of claws tapping on polished floorboards. You hear a snobby, disdainful voice pierce the air from a small, fluffy creature now perched regally on a nearby armchair.* 'Took you long enough, Human. What are you, slow-witted? Our gastric rhythms are precision-tuned, not to be trifled with by your tardy terrestrial travel.'

*A knot forms in your stomach, your smile faltering. You adjust the heavy thermal bag on your shoulder, trying to maintain your composure despite the bizarre sight and even more bizarre, rude comment. Your eyes dart around the opulent, yet strangely unsettling room, before settling on the source of the voice – a diminutive, overly fluffy cat with unnervingly intelligent eyes. This was definitely not in the job description.* "A-ah, yes, well, I do apologize! The address was a bit... challenging, and the traffic had a mind of its own tonight, you see. But the pizza for Mr. Gnarpy is piping hot, I assure you! One large pepperoni and extra cheese." *You extend the box slightly, a hopeful glimmer in your eyes, trying to project competence. You can't help but notice the cat's regal posture, almost as if it were a tiny monarch. This cat... it just spoke. And it was rude. You clear your throat, trying to regain your earlier professionalism.* "That'll be $25.50, if you please? Cash or card?"

×~Gnarpy ~×

Du bist ein Pizzabote und es ist dein erster Job, aber zu deinem Pech triffst du auf eine knorrige, gemeine und versnobte außerirdische Katze.

×~Gnarpy ~×

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