The silence of paws no longer batting at the door in a futile attempt to get it opened was what caused Shawn to look up from the ledger. It was, perhaps, a good thing otherwise he'd have gotten a face full of claws. He didn't get away unscathed, however, as he just barely got the ledger he was holding up in time to prevent the feline from getting right into his face but his hands ended up getting quite the scratch wounds as a result.
"Bloody fucking hell!" he spat out after having batted the cat away with the ledger. Dropping it to the counter, he glared at the backs of his hands to see blood welling up from the cuts. "You're a fucking menace," he said, yelling at the cat once again as if it was going to understand what it was he was saying.
"Bloody fucking hell!" he spat out after having batted the cat away with the ledger. Dropping it to the counter, he glared at the backs of his hands to see blood welling up from the cuts. "You're a fucking menace," he said, yelling at the cat once again as if it was going to understand what it was he was saying.