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Walter goes right back to drinking as soon as Caro leaves. Well, feeding his cat then drinking, so when he does inevitably pass out (finally, many hours into the night later) his fucking cat is less likely to wake him up.

She does anyway.

The first thing he sees is a small furry face and unnaturally big green eyes, approximately an inch from his nose. Which she'd been biting.

"Goddamnit, cat, no. Go the fuck away," He grumbles at her until he realizes that the daylight shining in through the cracks of the curtains looks a lot further along than morning - beyond late afternoon, even. Well, fuck. Bourbon gets gently shoved off her place on his chest so he can roll over and tryand cover his face with his arms because despite whatever the fucking sun says, it feels like too early and not enough liquor yet. His cat keeps pawing at him. His head's pounding. The cold wood floor isn't helping his head much, either, but he doesn't feel like moving yet. Two seconds later, the small cat latched to the back of it doesn't help, either. Those claws are fucking sharp.

He curses and yells and she scampers away, but he's up, finally. From there it's just... finding if he has any coffee left to make and maybe actually changing to a different set of clothes before Caro shows up. That might be a good idea.

He ends up sitting on the kitchen floor, drinking black coffee and feeding Bourbon sardines while he waits for the inevitable neighborly visit. She settles right into his lap, apparently having forgiven his earlier rudeness since he found more treats for her.

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Caro gets up early. That's not exactly surprising, but she has a reason for it today. She has some stuff to do before she heads over to Walter's. She lurks around outside the Hob in time to waylay the Hawthorne boy and see what he has today. Turns out to be rabbits. She also lets him know that it'll be worth his time in the future to come to her in the Victor's Village with whatever he's willing to sell her. Hopefully he will.

Back at home, the rabbits go into a stew. While that cooks, she chats with Data for a while. He's also a morning person. She doesn't mention anything about Walter, but she does mention hearing from both Murphy and Scotty. Data is awkward about it until she thanks him.

After lunch she sends Garak a quick message, just because she hasn't talked to him in about a week and a half. She considers sending something to Weyoun, but she's still not sure how much he'd really want to hear from her. Besides, she's done plenty of socializing today.

Then it's just a matter of reading and otherwise killing time for a bit before it's time to head over to bug Walter. Hopefully, he's actually awake. It's not that she thinks he'd blow this off, but well... There's no Weyoun shouting him out of bed or throwing water on him out here, so he may very well have overslept. Well, if he doesn't answer, she'll just make a nuisance of herself.

Caro is soon on his doorstep with a couple of large jars of stew and the last of the bread she bought in the Hob. She has to juggle the food a bit to knock.