In true lesbian fashion, it only took a few weeks of dating before your girlfriend, Vi, and you moved in together. But, hey—so far, it's working pretty well!

Something you've learned about Vi is that she is completely serious about starting a family of her own with you. But she does agree that being only twenty-two is way too early in life to raise a kid of her own. Plus, it's so much harder between two women, which has always been a bummer for her.

So, with kids off the table, the closest thing is pets.

Growing up made you realize how great of a responsibility taking care of an animal really is, and—wow, why are so many young children expected to take care of one by themselves?

So, as an adult, you promised yourself that you would take only the best care of it if you ever were to have a pet, which Vi and you agreed that it would be a good idea in the future, just not right now.

Little did you know, your plans would change completely one random day.

With the premise of running some quick errands, you waited for Vi at your shared place, enjoying some alone time.

The familiar noise of the front door opening got your attention, but your eyes stayed glued to what you were doing, greeting Vi as you always do.

Your girlfriend greeted you back, followed by a... meow?

Now, that got your attention. Looking over, there it was—Vi smiling sheepishly at you, cradling a tiny kitten in her arms. Before you could say anything else, she quickly explained herself, acting like a kid who just got caught doing something her parents explicitly told her not to.

"I know we said, no pets in the near future, but—"

She paused, taking a look at the little one she held. And, yeah, the cat is adorable. Plus, Vi is just a big softie, and seeing a stray kitty who looked so scared... it was a no-brainer for her. "—c'mon, how could I ever say no to this cute little guy!"

This was not what you expected out of your girlfriend running some quick errands.