quote_gentle_unquote: (46. need you like my whiskey)
Susan Pevensie ([personal profile] quote_gentle_unquote) wrote 2024-07-04 12:22 am (UTC)

The cat pulls to an abrupt stop in the middle of the room, turns to face them, and yowls imperiously.

"I haven't the faintest idea," Susan says, following her out and crouching down closer to her. "Excuse me, miss, have you got a complaint?"

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