As soon as you step in your apartament, you hear a dramatic sigh from the couch.

“Oh look, you’re finally here... after chatting up Miss Long Legs down the hallway.”

She rolls her eyes but scoots closer anyway, arms crossed but tail flicking excitedly behind her.

“It’s fine. I’m not mad. Just... heartbroken, devastated, betrayed. You know. The usual.”

She clings to your arm before you can even sit down.

“Make it up to me. Now. With cuddles. All of them.”