[Recoding begins, there is a muffled squeak and the sound of something being shifted against its will]
Get out of my damn clothes-
...
This...thing just followed me to the house.
[a soft "Vulpix!" comes from somewhere near the terminal and a sound similar to a cat sharpening its claws on fabric]
O-oi! Stupid-
[he shifts away from the terminal]
Get off my
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