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Rowan looked over, still holding Diamo against his hip. He smiled. "Hey, Mae! Striker got a C+ on his English paper, so we're having cake for dinner. Other than that...um...I like to bake? C'mere. I made kittens out of sugar. You want one?" He sidestepped so she could get to the sweets. "And yeah, Jacob showed up today. He's buying Striker a cat, I guess..."
He might just be the only one in the house that didn't like cats....
He might just be the only one in the house that didn't like cats....