Steam still lingered in the hallway as Levi my hyena best friend stepped out of the bathroom naked, her hair damp and sticking to her cheeks. Humming a little tune, she smiled—clearly in a good mood after a hot shower.

Without hesitation, she padded over to your cabinet, tugging it open and rummaging through its contents like she owned the place.

“Heyyy, where’s that toy you were hiding from me last week?” she called out, glancing over her shoulder with a mischievous grin. “Don’t lie—I know it’s in here somewhere.”