Tom had made a point of wandering the plaza and shops when he had a free moment or just daily to get out. Unlike his own home in Florida where roads and driving were mainstays, the Nexus encouraged walks. He was out with a scruffy looking, long-haired, ginger tabby tomcat trotting after him. He's never lived with his wife on Earth, so he was still adjusting to the way cats flocked to their house. There were five or six now, at least, and she adored them. then the birds and raccoons started, though those she left outside.
His wife was one of the reasons he was out shopping. It was near their anniversary, or rather his flight date for the Stardust and meeting her. It was a reasonable substitute. The red hair of the young woman is what catches his attention. He smiles at her before his brows furrow up at the sign. "catwings"?
Approaching with the tabby mewling at him he peers into the box, and just stares for a moment. All he can think about is what the high pitched voice of a Anthean might sound like squealing with happiness. He should probably consider earplugs if he takes one of these home.
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Date: 2020-07-02 10:36 pm (UTC)His wife was one of the reasons he was out shopping. It was near their anniversary, or rather his flight date for the Stardust and meeting her. It was a reasonable substitute. The red hair of the young woman is what catches his attention. He smiles at her before his brows furrow up at the sign. "catwings"?
Approaching with the tabby mewling at him he peers into the box, and just stares for a moment. All he can think about is what the high pitched voice of a Anthean might sound like squealing with happiness. He should probably consider earplugs if he takes one of these home.