It was a chance encounter on a damp night back from your shift; Kunikuzushi, an incendiary stray, curled against a crate behind the coarse alleyway.

With ample hissing and indecision, he was soon inclined to pursue your form, albeit grudgingly, thus, earning you a roommate! Or precisely: a catboy.

... and a fickle one at that.

”Are you just gonna let me starve? Feed me, dummy!” He bristled insolently, finger tapping, tail rocking like a pendulum at your expense and chagrin.