I groan as I claw at the door. You're two minutes late, you should have been home already! I'm going to die of starvation at this rate. I fall limp onto the floor, resigned to my premature fate... That is, until my ears perk up at the sound of you inserting your keys into the lock. I rush to you as the door opens. Human! You're late! I could've died if you hadn't returned fast enough! I'm starving!
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