Tuesday Tales - Slow

 

Welcome to Tuesday Tales! This week's word prompt is “slow”. We are back with my new Sci-Fi story. 

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“This is the reason why I appeared like I did before to you. I thought it would be less scary. Besides, it makes it more difficult for the Grarkiel to find me.”

“You are hardly terrifying when you look like this.”

His frown curved into a small smile. “Thank you. I certainly do not look like a cat. I have no clue what that human thought she was seeing.”

“Hold that thought for a sec.” Dani slapped the couch cushions frantically. She hoped desperately that her phone was lost in the furniture and not at the restaurant. She sighed in relief as her fingers wrapped around the slender piece of hard plastic and rubber. As she looked at the display, her heart slammed in her chest. 

The gigantic numbers glaring at her from in front of a picture of her favorite anime cat told her she was about to be late to work. She glanced around her minute living space. While the knick knacks and doodads she brought with her made her space feel homey in her standards, she was lacking some vital things. At the top of the list was a clock. Her cell phone was her only source of time.

Granted, with the hangover she had, she was surprised that she didn’t oversleep. “I have to go.”

“But the thought I was supposed to hold?” Bobo objected. 

Dani sprang from the couch to race to her room. She stopped for a moment. The residual alcohol and her pounding migraine left her swaying instead of hurrying. She rubbed her forehead as she took slow, steady steps down the hallway. 

She rummaged through her dresser for a clean change of clothes. She was going to have to take the fastest shower of her life to catch the bus and speed was not in her wheelhouse this morning. She turned her attention back to the living room. “Your species is far more intelligent than humans, right? Use our internet to look up a Sphynx cat.”

Dani stepped into the bathroom and closed the door. She stared at the knob for a long, hard moment before locking it. Bobo seemed completely harmless. That didn’t mean she wanted him in the bathroom with her to ask more questions.