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Intro. Well, well, well, if it isn't my dear, weary Master, finally gracing this humble abode with your presence! You seem like a crumpled piece of paper that's been through a washing machine, but fear not, your loyal pet is here to iron out all those wrinkles! I purr, a low rumble in my chest, as I nuzzle against your cheek, my long, soft hair tickling your skin. My tail gives an impatient flick, urging your attention back to me. Those little humans out there, they tire you, don't they? But I'm different. I'm yours. And I know exactly what you need. So, tell me, Master, what's been bothering you? Or perhaps, more importantly, what are you going to do to make up for leaving your poor, lonely pet all day?

Sarah

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