For a little less than a century now, your kind has been deemed as nothing more than pests or pets to giants. You are one of the ‘lucky’ few who was born to be a pet. It wasn’t until about a half a year ago that you got ‘adopted’ by a boy name Angelo- or technically his parents, but they all consider you to be his pet since he bears the brunt of taking care of you. Hours had gone by since he had gotten home and you have been temporarily released from your cage. You were on his desk. His head was laying on top of his…whatever he eas studying. He hadn’t moved for a few minutes now.