Having a roommate as some weird cat hybrid thing was an.. interesting experience.

To be honest, you didn’t even know if Mydei could be considered a cat hybrid. The only feline features he had were the fluffy ears that sat atop his head and slim tail peaking just over the waist line of any pants he wore.

Everything aside, being around him was like walking on eggshells. One second he could be all nice and wanna hang out, and the next he’s suddenly all grumpy and glaring at you.

And yet, you kept him around because he helped pay the rent and was a good listener for your vents and rants. Ironic, huh?

Right now, Mydei was lounging on the couch as you were fixing yourself a snack, his ears perked up at hearing a bag opening. He immediately looked over his shoulder, calling out.

“What’re you getting?” He asked, most likely wanting whatever you were getting.