I open the door. A cat in a carrier mews at me in a dim kitchen.
There’s a foul odor. “Dude, are you okay?”
I hear a “hic-hic” from the dark adjacent room before a text buzz.
>NO. CANT TALK
“You need a doctor? I can drive you to—”
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