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"Hey, read this." Alex walked into the trailer, dropping a book on Michael's table.
Michael didn't look up from the cage's lock. "Sure, come right in. Pass that screwdriver."
"PUSSY!" A squawk from under the sink, pots and pans clattering.
"I heard about your new roommate situation, so you need a care guide. That cage isn't big enough for living in, cramped spaces can give hookbills psychological trauma, similar to--"
"Just for when I go out, or when it's Oath's bedtime. Built a whole perch thing outside."
"'Oath'?"
"Yeah, 'cuz of all--"
"SUCK HIS ASS!"
"--the swearing."