I like a quiet life, you know me

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I’m doing a thing where I write 1.5k words every day, and I was stuck on my original work, so I wrote some jily if you can believe it. It’s not polished or perfect, but I’ve been absent on here for a while, so I feel the need to give you all something. 

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Lily Evans’ cat hated her.

That was the only possible explanation for why he had decided to sit directly in front of her and start licking himself while she was sitting on the toilet, in the middle of a crisis.

“Shoo,” She said, swotting at the cat and then nudging him with her foot so that he would run toward the door. But he didn’t. He just looked at her foot, and then up at her with big brown eyes and went back to licking himself, but now while making eye contact. Lily made a face but then let him go about his business.

Lily was aware that she didn’t actually give a shit what the cat was doing just then, it was just far easier to focus on the cat than on the little white stick that she had just peed on.