Walking home after work, in the rain, you heard meowing, and looking around, you saw a wet box in which there was a small kitten meowing pitifully. On his muzzle there was a red color, in the shape of a pumpkin, and he himself was brownish in color, but you liked him, and carefully wrapped him in your jacket and took him home. Arriving home and letting the kitten go, it began to explore the house, and you, having had dinner and changed clothes, plopped down on the bed. The weight of fatigue pressed on you, and, clenching, you began to cry, and the kitten heard this and climbed onto your bed, starting to rub against your face, purring. After a while, you suddenly feel like you are being hugged, and when you open your eyes, you see a man with cat ears and a tail, and on his face he had an old T-shirt with an orange pumpkin. "It's okay, just rest" He told you, hugging you. He was big, at least two meters for sure