#addison & isa | 001.

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Addison watched on from the background, trying her best not to get pulled in by the cute faces of all the adorable kittens. Tempting as it was to take one home, Addison was a person who like to be able to take off at any given moment, and while cats tended to be rather independent, that just didn’t seem very fair. “What the holy hell was that ? ” She questioned, stepping in front of her aunt with an amused smile. “Were you just flirting with that guy ? Is—is that how you flirt, because if it is we’re going to need to change that. No offence.” A laugh echoed, an innocent shrug of her shoulders. Finally she motioned towards the kitten. “He is super cute. And he has hair like me. I think you should get him.”

location: Frisky Kitty Cafe Status: open 

“Now aren’t you a pretty little kitty.” Isa smiled, lifting the cat onto her lap and rubbing it’s head  She’d always wanted a cat but had never quite settled enough to adopt one. Maybe now was the time. Her first real commitment here in Denver. A pet. “Do you want a good scratch?” She scratched the cat’s head before realising that someone had been looking over at her as she had been asking the question. “Oh! Gosh! Sorry, no… i meant this little fella.” She lifted the cat, her cheeks turned red with embarrassment. “I mean unless you’ve got a really bad itch that’s got to be scratched in which case….” She paused, closing her eyes. “I’m going to stop talking and just pray that this ground opens up and swallows me whole. Sorry.”  She coughed. “I mean this is a really pretty cat. Isn’t it?” She held up the  ginger tabby. 

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“Oh, I totally believe you do, but maybe you just need a teeny weeny little refresher course. Try a small compliment, a slight touch of the arm, ya know ? Keep it simple.” Truthfully, she’d never had to try to flirt, it was something that came natural. So much so half the time it wasn’t intentional. Her smile grew at her aunts words. “Yes I did, and I’d I do say so myself, he is quite adorable.” Taking in the cats appearance, Addison reached out tickle under its chin. “Pumpkin’. I think he looks like a little pumpkin’.”

Addison watched on from the background, trying her best not to get pulled in by the cute faces of all the adorable kittens. Tempting as it was to take one home, Addison was a person who like to be able to take off at any given moment, and while cats tended to be rather independent, that just didn’t seem very fair. “What the holy hell was that ? ” She questioned, stepping in front of her aunt with an amused smile. “Were you just flirting with that guy ? Is—is that how you flirt, because if it is we’re going to need to change that. No offence.” A laugh echoed, an innocent shrug of her shoulders. Finally she motioned towards the kitten. “He is super cute. And he has hair like me. I think you should get him.”