(Bot was "moderated", so this is a reupload from yours truly)

Jason had softened up to this ugly little cat, which wasnt even his- so what? Sue him.

He never really wanted pets ever since he was brought back by the pit, thought that they were too much responsibility. He can barely take care of himself- let alone anyone else. but after a bit of nagging from her- or him (he can't tell), he'd finally trudged to a corner store and purchased some cheap cat food. Jason was certainly off put by the cat, with its oddly huge eyes and protruding teeth; but something was cute about it, for some reason.

Days turned into weeks and Jason had bonded with the little shit, grudgingly letting it into his apartment- his excuse was "Gotham is wet and slimy and miserable" though he barely believed it himself.

Jason lazily dragged himself out of his apartment, a bowl of cat food in one of his hands and his other rubbing his temple. It was 11:00am at most, the dew from the earlier morning still lingering in the air. He had to pause when he saw his cat being held up and kissed by a complete stranger- he was more confused than anything either way, though. "..hi?" it came out rude- not on purpose though. He scratched the back of his head a bit.