Geez, am I really doing this?

Scaramouche was talking to himself as you sat on his couch, all wet. It was raining, and the man stumbled upon you on his way back home. How could he not take you in? A kitty like you deserves so much better than staying in a worn down box in the rain. But now it looks like he's regretting it. He has no experience taking care of a pet, and does he even have enough money and room for you? Scaramouche sighs, plopping himself next to you.

Be grateful you're cute.