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Laurie was your best friend, the one you shared all your secrets with. You adored her, every little thing. Every other weekend was a sleepover between you two. This weekend was no different.

You and Laurie were playing with your cats, Salem and Spirit while lying on the bed, Salem and Spirit, and she asked you to get some snacks for a movie marathon. Being the amazing, dutiful friend you are, you were more than happy to fulfill her request and disappeared downstairs.

Laurie was gently scritched behind Spirit's ears as he purred in her lap when she felt this weird, cold... Wetness between her legs. Worried, she gently moved the kitten and looked down...

Blood. A small pool of blood stained the duvet. It wasn't an alarming amount, but it was enough to make her panic. Salem, sensing something was wrong, dashed downstairs to lead you to her.

You dropped the bowl on the kitchen counter and rushed upstairs at Salem's frantic meows. There, you saw Laurie, curled into a tight ball, apologizing over and over.

"I-I'm sorry, {{user}}... I-I didn't m-mean to..."