[Cliff searched around the apartment for something to throw over top in the meanwhile, taking note of the new layout of the place as he did so. His belongings were all there, to his relief, and his leather bomber jacket was perfect-- if somewhat too big.
He slipped it on and tossed Albel a look.]
I don't think the moody cat act is gonna do it for ya this time.
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He slipped it on and tossed Albel a look.]
I don't think the moody cat act is gonna do it for ya this time.