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Heeled boots hit the roof top silently . the feline isn’t even sure why she’s decided to find solace on the roof tops , / dark tresses blow ever so slightly in the chilled F E B U A R Y breeze . perhaps it was to hide from the ‘ new ’ world , or maybe it was easier to blend in among the shadows & find peace in her own mind . a smile graces her pink lips as she lazily / gracefully walks along the roof top’s edge : “ YOU SEEK ME OUT OR IS THIS YOUR MAN CAVE , SPIDER ? ” multiple times she had met him above the normal people who never wore masks or spandex , taunted him , but this time it felt different ——— strange ….. she blames the time shift . // @thwipit