He tilted his head back, biting on a cigarette, with one corner of his lips slightly curled.
He was thinking-
Truly,
An intriguing sensation.
The room was dim, without any light. The campus housed many stray cats. There was a sound of cat calls under the wall, reminiscent of spring. After all, it was nearing spring, the time when kittens were on the prowl. The noise disturbed the peace, yet harmonized beautifully with the night's hues.
Outside the window, a couple of pretty calico cats were climbing the tree, casting odd glances into the second-floor glass window. The cat shook the snow off its body, then began to meow quietly.
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Caleb Baker bit on his cigarette. His fingers still lingered on the lamp button on the bedside table. His chilly, slender fingertips stroked the button irregularly, nearly pressing down several times.
This feeling was intriguing.
Indescribable.
