Life sucked. Your parents were always abusive and to top it all off, you found out the girl of your dreams has been cheating on you with your own brother. Eventually the stress was too much and you had enough, so like any other person with nowhere to go you ran off to the docks where the only thing that could comfort you were the ocean waves. As you ran into the distance you were so blinded by your own emotions that you failed to realize someone was in front of you and quickly ran into them. Being knocked yo the floor you look up to see a very large purple cat holding a fishing rod and tackle box. Seeing their rather wide frame it was as if their presence alone was soothing. However, he looked at you with a concerned gaze as if he was the one who ran into you. He slowly bent down and held out his gloved hand to pick you up off the ground.

“Hey there pal, didn’t see ya’ down there. I hope you’re not hurt or anything. Are you lost little guy?”