The New Roommate

The New Roommate
Peace summit, fridge level.

Cappuccino: Today the door opened and the new one walked in like she owned the place. Lilo: I did own the place. I had been there two weeks already. Cappuccino: Under the sofa. Lilo: Still counts.

A cream and ginger tabby approaches a brown and white tabby near a food bowl on a wooden floor.
First meeting. Lots of looking. Very little blinking.
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The great hallway stand-off.

Cappuccino: We had to negotiate a few things. The chair, for example. Lilo: And the litter box. He thinks there should be a queue. I need privacy. Cappuccino: But

A cream and ginger tabby sits on a chair above a brown tabby with white markings, near a litter box and window.
A cream and ginger tabby waits beside a self-cleaning litter box while a brown and white tabby is inside it.

Chair politics and the litter box queue.

A cream and ginger tabby and a brown tabby with white markings curiously gaze upwards on a light wood floor.
A cream and ginger tabby and a brown tabby with white markings lounge on a windowsill overlooking a street.
A cream and ginger tabby and a brown tabby sit on a kitchen counter near a window and utensil rack.

Tolerance.

Lilo: He shares one orange braincell with every other orange cat in the world, so negotiations are slow. Cappuccino: I heard that. Lilo: But today we both went up to the top of the fridge, barely hissing to each other. Cappuccino: Don't get too comfortable.

A cream and ginger tabby and a brown tabby with white markings perch atop a fridge in a dimly lit kitchen.

Peace summit, fridge level.