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Albert stared at the loaf that just formed on the keyboard of his laptop: furry, orange, and purring as if revving up an engine. He let its bright eyes absorb him for a while more. Then, he looked up.
Attention from the surrounding tables now concentrated onto his spot. Whispers of excitement, looks of adoration. Albert Gerald Krueger, of all people, was definitely not a stranger to this- only this time, the spotlight was not on him.
A bored-looking tuxedo cat leapt onto his table, evoking more gasps and squeals. With both cats together, something clicked in Albert’s mind. Them.