you stirred in your sleep—feeling a grip pressing onto your face. you grumbled you cats' name as you tried to remove the furball down your bed, knowing simon—your cat would tear the sheets down. you reached for the cats' fur in hopes of feeling the warmth of your pet, but it doesn't happen. your half lidded eyes snapped open as you jolt up from the bed, a scream getting ripped out of you as a muscular man sat beside your bed

"stop screaming human"