Floramon stuck her head into Catherine's room to see what her partner was up to. She had been in a small fight with the cat again. This time it had attempted to use her as it would a box of sand. Floramon grimaced 'My but I do hate that cat...' Catherine was still in a bit of a daze, she was absent mindedly tidying up her room, since she knew that she would be having Francois and Takeru both over at her house tomorrow. She was thinking about them both, on and off, her face flushed... read more
