[He's sure glad he's alone right now, because laughing this hard at the tiny cat that just fell into his lap is anything but dignified, and it really doesn't suit his image as a guy who never has fun.
Very carefully, he pats her on the head, and resists the urge to dangle more noodles in her face. She can stay on his lap, and he can pretend that he doesn't find it endearing. He wonders, vaguely, if she'll let him get any sleep tonight.]
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Very carefully, he pats her on the head, and resists the urge to dangle more noodles in her face. She can stay on his lap, and he can pretend that he doesn't find it endearing. He wonders, vaguely, if she'll let him get any sleep tonight.]