Isabelle fought the urge to spoon–feed Liam.
Liam couldn’t stop talking, and as a result, he ended up in a mess. The cat he held seemed hungry, tapping the table with its tiny paws and meowing.
Liam softly caressed the cat’s fuzzy head. “You seem to be lacking in proper etiquette...”
It remained ambiguous whether he was addressing the cat or himself.
After that, he quieted down and began to eat his meal.
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