Primis

"One of these days, I'll stump you" I really couldn't bring myself to be mad about his correct guess. It's mostly because he enjoys my stories regardless.

"One day" he begins looking around "Where's Karl?"
I point to the cupboard behind us, hidden behind a pile of books and half-written manuscripts. The only sign of the raccoon was a striped tail peeking out from behind the pile.

"He's been there for most of the afternoon. I haven't had the heart to disturb him"