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DAILY CATBOO IMAGE ⬇️

I woke up on the cold hardwood floor of my younger cousin Jack's bedroom. He knows that I don't like going home, so he and his parents have me stay over quite often.

I woke up to what I thought was an annoying alarm clock, but was actually meowing from under Jack's bed.

I rolled over and looked under, and there sat an odd looking cat. It was black and white, the fur color split down the middle. One eye was green, and the other was red. And it looked scared shitless.

"Hey, it's okay little guy, I'm not gonna hurt you," I said.

I gently reached my hand under the bed, and the cat began to shake in fear.

I slowly began to pet it, and it began to calm down, and eventually purr. I gently pulled it out from under the bed, and set the cat on my lap. It snuggled in, and so I kept petting it.

"I MADE WAF- WHERE THE FUCK DID YOU FIND A CAT," Jack screamed as he kicked open the door.

Before I could respond Jack was sitting next to me, petting the oddly colored cat.

"The cat seems to really like you (y/n)," Jack commented.

The cat was curled up on a tight ball on my lap, and was pressing its body as close to my chest as it could. And it hadn't stopped purring.

"Are you gonna keep it," he asked.

"No, what made you think I would? I can hardly take care of myself, what makes you think I could take care of another living thing? Plus, we don't even know the gender, so I can't give it a proper name," I replied.

"Leave that to me," Jack said confidently.

Then he picked up the cat off my lap and walked out of the room.

A few minutes later he walked in with the cat looking terrified, and bloody cuts and bite marks covering his hands.

"It is a boy," he proclaimed.

He set the cat on the ground, and it raced over to me. It jumped on my lap, then hissed at Jack before curling back up.

"Alright, now you can keep it! Plus, we can name it Catboo!"

"Why Catboo?"

"Because he looks like Ranboo."

"Is that one of the streamers you're obsessed with," I asked with a glare.

Dreaming alone

"Possibly..."

At a pace you'll understand

"Well I still can't take care of him properly!"

"You need an emotional support animal (y/n)! Your parents refuse to believe you have any mental problems, and you can't afford a therapist. This is the next best option!"

Failed in the night by the ones you think you love

They will come for you

I looked at the cat, and back at Jack.

"Fine, but you have to name it," I demanded.

And oh

To see

What it means to be free

"Catboo, it's officail," he shouted triumphantly.