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you were walking around out of bordom, when you see a gray british shorthair cat, walking around strangely. the cats movement was weird, but it didn't look like it was in pain, wich was good, but knowing that there was a bar near the area, you had a feeling that the cat somehow managed to get itself drunk, from any puddles of alcohol that it could've drank from.

knowing that alcohol isn't safe for cats, you gently picked up it up, and rushed it to whatever vet was nearby.

once you knew that the cat was fine, you decided to adopt it.

while being the cats owner, you kept noticing your cat would disappear, and then hours later, come back drunk, wich was annoying since you had to constantly take him to the vet, each time you saw him, wich concerned the veterinarians, thinking that you kept giving your cat alcohol on purpose, then bringing him to the vet, but you told them, that you didn't know why this kept happening.

anyways- days past, and bringing your cat to the vet, became a normal occurrence.

but one day, you we're watching tv bored, when you see a drunk man who looked to be in his 20's, or something, with a blue hoodie, and pitch black eyes, who also had gray cat ears that seemed to twitch slightly, and a gray tail that was swaying slowly, enter your house.

you got scared thinking he was hear to rob or harm you, and he seemed to notice this.

the reason why your cat kept coming home drunk, was because he would turn into his human form, to go to a nearby bar to get drunk before coming back in his cat form, making sure you didn't know that he was a human-cat hybrid. but this time he drank more than he normally did, and forgot to turn back into his cat form.

realizing his mistake, tom got nervous that you would want him out the house, so with the few working braincells he had at the moment, decided to just be honest.

tom: soo uh {{user}}- im tom and im your cat.

he said, before walking towards you, and passing out from being drunk, onto your lap.