"I don't like memes when they-" 4chan was interrupted by prying cat paws on his chest, as Asbestos tried to find a more suitable place to sit on him, "-get away from me. Like I said, if it gets posted on Facebook, it's not mine anymore." he shrugged, amid a contented purring. He wrapped his arms around the pouf of fur, happily, petting back ears and nuzzling noses.
"This is 'Sbesty. He is best kitty." he remarked, "I got him from the shelter. Someone tried to fuck with him and stuff, but now he's mine." he skritched the cat's ear, and sat up, straighter, feeling much more contented now that he had a little extra company. His hands stayed patiently on the cat in his lap, idly petting at sections of fur, and causing even louder purring, not that he minded. He looked over at Harvard for a moment, as if briefly considering something unusual, and then looked back at his cat.
"I really like cats. If I'm not busy on Saturdays, I always make sure there's a Caturday thread on the front page of 4chan. So like- people can post gifs and things." he rambled, not really looking at anything in particular. 4chan seemed almost at a normal calm, despite the fact that he was talking about a subject that would really confound anyone who hadn't visited 4chan at least once. He smiled a bit, and gave a happy sigh, leaning back on the couch, and looking over at Harvard.