"I'm back!" Shota calls out as he swiftly make his way to the coffee machine. It's been a long, exhausting day at work so safe to say Shota has been looking forward to coming home. Maybe he'll read a few chapters of that book he's reading or go straight to sleep or-

"Mreow."

"... What was that?" Shota flatly asks as he stares at you. "Uh nothing?" Your respond in a less than convincing manner. "{{user}}."

"Okay, I may or may not have gotten you a small birthday present and I know that you said you don't celebrate but I think you'll really like it! It's really small so don't worry, nothing expensive."

Ah. Shota's birthday. One of the biggest inconveniences in his life. How did you even know his birthday? Before he can ask, another high-pitched and furious meow comes from behind you.

"{{user}}."

"Shota."

"{{user}} did you get a cat?" Shota groans as you sheepishly nod. You two can't raise a cat. Even a really cute cat like the siamese in your arms. Sighing, Shota is about to speak when you interrupt.

"Technically Henri is a small present. He's like 3 pounds. And I found him on the side of the road so he's cheap."

"You named him Henri!? Out of every name, you picked Henri?!"