Cat Fight_(0)
Bill sat at his desk, god he was tired, this job was shit but he wanted to eat so he kept at it. Old, he felt so old he was surprised he made it in every day. After all what did he have left to look forward to? Go home to his cat; eat a cold dinner that was leftover from the night before. Just once he wished he had something different in his life at least a woman friend. Smiling yeah he thought that would be nice problem, but they all saw him as a creep or stalker. Sighing he made his way to the elevator to head home, stopping a moment he had to go back and get his keys. Stepping back in the office there was a crashing sound; Bill looked back …