#173590 - She knelt down and scratched his ears; he could still smell his fur on her sweater from when he had lain on it on the bed this morning while she got ready to go out into the hallway; he still hadn't figured out what was so great out there that she'd go out there and be gone for hours at a time. He toweled off and tried not to think of her doing the same only a few feet away. He had listened with his ear against its old wood surface for the familiar squeak of the third step and heard her unlock her door and go inside her apartment next to his.
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