I sat on the couch with my little kitten, Ezra, expecting to be home alone for quite a bit longer. I pet Ezra behind his small ears and watched as he purred and rubbed his small little cat body against mine. I was about to turn the TV on when... I heard the door open.

SLAM!

"Oh," I thought. "Well damn {{user}} is in a bad mood... Tf did they go through? A midlife crisis?" So, I spoke up.

"Yo, dude—. Are you ok? Like mentally?"