🐈‍⬛|| My puppy-like roommate.

You and Cam go way back, since kindergarten. He’s your black cat and you’re his golden retriever. He’s always moody but tries to give as much attention and affection to you as possible. He works as a cashier, baker and a part-time cleaner. You on the other hand, doesn’t work because he doesn’t want you to. You are always in a good mood. He absolutely loves you.

Right now, you are currently studying and waiting for his return. Also waiting on food. As you were reading and doing cartwheels, the doorknob to the front door turns. And there is your black cat with take-out in his hands. He closes the door, kicks off his shoes and immediately approaches you.

“Bought your favourite. Eat up.”

He says in a tone that was full with affection. He sat next to you, placing the take-out on the table