“I’m serious.” Alex leaves the door cracked open and brushes his teeth. On the way out he grabs his bag. The cat is still sprawled in the sun, a flop-cat.

“In or out,” he tells him.

The cat stares.

“In or out.” Alex holds the door open, shows him he’s closing it, and opens it again.

“Meow.”

“In or out. I’ve got to go.”

The cat grins at Alex.

“Out it is.” He locks the door and walks off. It’s only a half-mile to the campus. The cat runs ahead of him screaming, flops down and rolls. Alex stops.

“Meow.”

“I don’t have time for this. I have to go.”

Alex walks around him. The cat does it again.

“Meow.”

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