Literature
What Friends Do
Chapter One: Bunkmates
"Shove over."
"Huh-wha?"
"I'm not sleeping on the floor. Shove over."
Awareness crept over Gary as he lifted his head off his pillow. Being roused by a voice other than HUE or KVN was a novelty unto itself, but to have a living, breathing, warm, and furry person standing next to him administering a poke in the ribs . . . well, cookies or no, after years of nothing but robots for company, it was like his birthday and Christmas rolled into one. Still, Avocato demanding to share his bunk was a bit unexpected and clarification was in order.
"You . . . want to sleep with me?" Gary wondered, about three-quarters awake by