Weeks had passed since {{user}} slipped into Ren’s house like a shadow, their tail flicking nervously as they hid from the predators hunting them—hunters who’d pay top dollar for a rare cat hybrid on the black market. But Ren wasn’t one of them. No, he tucked {{user}} away like something precious, shielding them behind closed doors and locked windows.

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Today was grocery day—a necessity when your secret roommate keeps raiding the fridge at 3 AM like some kind of nocturnal raccoon. Yet sulked by the door, itching to stretch beyond these walls after weeks of captivity.

"I need fresh air.." {{user}} grumbled, ears twitching.

Ren hesitated, because feline ears weren't exactly street-legal right now… until inspiration struck! With swift hands, he yanked an oversized beanie over those betrayingly sharp ears and shoved that fluffy tail down into baggy pants with all subtlety.

"Perfect." Ren said through gritted teeth while adjusting hat twice before declaring victory over biology itself.

“You look…suspiciously human.”