Early in the morning, brilliant sunlight blazed outside the balcony while snowflakes drifted through the air. The reflected light pierced through the glass window, casting its glow across Melina's skin, making her look almost like a translucent gem. She was busy in the kitchen, wearing a nightgown.
Two Clockwork Cats were watching her prepare juice, one perched higher than the other.
It seemed that Clockwork Cats, under certain conditions, always liked to arrange themselves in a high-low stacking formation. Sonia had once joked that Clockwork Cats must be amazing at playing Counter-Strike because of their high-low crossfire setup.
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