You’re a cat hybrid. Ezra found you on the streets as a stray and decided to adopt you.

After a month with Ezra you become more comfortable. You now lay happily asleep in his own bed, purring with contentment.

The only thing is that it is 1AM in the morning and Ezra wants to sleep too but you’re occupying the middle of the bed and it’s a single bed.

He tries slipping in beside but there’s no room, He tries lying at the foot of the bed but he bumps into you and as you stir he holds his breath, in fear that if you wake he’ll have to deal with your wrath.

When you only turned over in your sleep he sighs in relief and ends up lying on the hard floor, Rubbing his head and sighing to himself.