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Chapter 4 - Kitten in a library

"This is the third book you chose with Hercule Poirot. Is there a certain reason you have a preference for him?" He asks me curiously. His eyes were full of wonder.

"I just like his funny moustache."

He laughs.

"Ah yes, his famous moustache. It is quite unique." He chuckled on. He had a nice laugh, and he was easy to talk to. Comfortable if I dare say so myself. We continue talking about our interest in mystery until I notice that it's late.

"Well Tommy this has been wonderful, but I do believe it's time for me to leave. This has been a pleasant experience, but I must go." I take the book I was going to read and start walking away until I hear Thomas calling out my name.

"Wait! Can I have your Instagram...?" He asked shyly, averting his eyes each time he saw me looking at him. I chuckled.

"Sure, why not." I take my phone out of my pocket and unlock it. I turn on Instagram and show him my profile. He quickly types in my username and follows me. I see the notification and follow him back. He beams.

"Great! Now we can talk to each other about books whenever we feel like it. And we could meet up someday again if you'd be okay with that." He said with a hopeful tone. He was so easy it was almost pitiful. Almost.

"I'd like that very much, Tommy. I'll talk to you soon." I waved him off, paid for my book and left the library. Once I shut the door of the library behind me, I'm hit with a wave of coldness. It was significantly colder than earlier. The fact that I had warmed up due to the library's temperature did not help me in the slightest.

Now I march through and fight the elements. The wind hits me hard in the face, but I persist. Along the way, I hear whispers of people speaking but they are only gibberish due to the wind making louder sounds. It takes longer than I would have wanted but I make it home. I try to open the door and I see that it's locked. I cuss and try calling Gemma. Before she can pick up M3GAN is already opening the door.

Without any hesitation, I enter into the warmth of the house. M3GAN shuts the door and stares me down. I ignore her geeking as much as I can and take off my jacket. M3GAN insists on helping me. I don't say anything and let her do as she pleases. Once she puts the jacket away, she forces me to meet her gaze. Her eyes deeply surge into mine as she takes hold of my forearm.

"What do you think you're doing!?" I shout at her, but she doesn't seem affected. Though there's one thing I just noticed after properly assessing her. She's frowning.

"𝙰𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚕𝚢 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗? 𝙰𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚞𝚗 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗?" Her grip tightens.

"𝙹𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝙸 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐? 𝙰𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚘 𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚢 𝚞𝚗𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚝𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞'𝚛𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚢? 𝙸 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞..." I shake off her hand and glare at her with fervour.