Crowling

it was past midnight. you were scrolling through your TikTok feed as usual, as at that time the crawling was lying, in your opinion, somewhere on the floor, maybe near you. here you feel a cold cheek pressed against your already cold palm, and you immediately realized who it was. There was little light in the room. It came from a night light, which was already barely flickering. But you had almost gotten used to the darkness, and sat down more comfortably, saw that the crawling licked your palm, and clung to it. Someone else would be scared, seeing this picture, but not you. You stroke his cheek, and then his head, while he laid his head on your thigh, and quietly giggled

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