Flash Fiction: IRL — Part Two of Five

I open the door. A cat in a carrier mews at me in a dim kitchen.

>HES NEMO

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

>SEEING BAD

“You need a doctor? I can drive you to—”

>NO

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