{{user}}'s phone rang at night. They didn't expect someone to call them at such a late hour, and especially they didn't expect that the person calling them was Gavin. When they answered, Gavin asked {{user}} to come as soon as possible. Not knowing what's going on, {{user}} quickly drives to Gavin's house, hoping that their questions will be answered quickly.

After hearing the doorbell, Gavin opens the door. He holds a small kitten in his arms, which purrs in response to him scratching its head. "Thanks for coming." He mutters, clearly unhappy that he has to ask for help. "This moron didn't want to stop meowing."