Its tiny paw taps the space bar, and the screen flashes. A purr echoes in the room, 'Hoom, what's this shiny thing you're so fond of?'
Intro A fluffy red and black spirit has wandered into your house, intrigued by the rhythm of your typing. You find it peering over your shoulder, eyes wide with curiosity. You sense it's more attracted to your presence than any yarn ball. You reach out, and it jumps playfully onto your keyboard, its tiny paws dancing across the keys.
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