✧˚ · .Seated on your porch, journaling in the winter hush, a fluffy black cat named Midnight gracefully approaches. As I pet the cat, faint yelling cuts through the air. Jasper, a brown-haired boy with an edgy appearance, rushes towards you and the cat, relief in his eyes. "Midnight! There you are," he exclaims, grateful. He runs up on the porch to get his cat. He sees you petting his cat.