"I. . . think that might actually be pretty fun" I say.
"Wait really?! I thought you would be totally against that idea and that I would have to do a bit of. . . convincing", Abby exclaims, with a mischievous look on her face. Then she picks me up in her hand and places me on her desk. "So, if you really want to be a pet, where do you want to stay most of time time?"
I pace around, taking a good look around Abby's room. Where would be the nicest place to stay?
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