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Creeping past the base of the desk, my toes gripped the cold floorboards... *sss-ahhh*. A faint hum drew me toward the skirting board where a soft, steady heat radiated from a black power adapter. It was cozy, completely sheltered from the draft. I wedged myself into the tight gap between the warm plastic block and a heavy stack of books. As a lone speck of dust drifted through the dim shadows, I raised my long arm high, flexed my fingers in a stiff, eager wave, and hissed a welcoming greeting to my very first dinner guest.