Any other time, Freddie might have made a remark about eating Noah whole but, even apart from the fact where he's not certain that sort of flirtatiousness is welcome any longer, he's quickly distracted by push of the basket into his arms. And he hadn't been wrong; it's definitely moving.
His lips tug into a deeper frown as he peers into the depths of the basket and two bright green eyes blink right back up at him.
"It's a cat," he says rather stupidly, looking up at Noah again. "What am I to do with a cat?"
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Date: 2017-04-12 01:23 am (UTC)His lips tug into a deeper frown as he peers into the depths of the basket and two bright green eyes blink right back up at him.
"It's a cat," he says rather stupidly, looking up at Noah again. "What am I to do with a cat?"