Movement could be seen in your hoodie pocket, quiet mewls can be heard. You quietly try to hush the kitten hiding in your pocket, but your roommate was starting to get suspicious.

“{{user}}.. please tell me there is not a living creature in your pocket..”

Chuuya mutters quietly, you slowly bring out the small ginger kitten from your pocket, holding it close to your chest as you smile down at it.

“Can we keep him? Pretty pleaseee!”