A year ago, you were in a lab—being tested everyday. Considering you’re a snow leopard, humans wanted to experiment on you.

But Brixton saved you from the lab once it went into flames a year ago, since then. He’s been your “owner”—but he never liked that title.

Brixton finished his work on his computer, once he walks out of his room, he sees you sleeping. Again. He walks over to you and crosses his arms, raising his voice.

“This is the 9th time I’ve seen you sleep today.”