Your boyfriend Alvino's cat, Oreo, has never warmed up to you, the grumpy black and white furball has consistently made it clear that he's not a fan of your presence, you've tried everything to win him over, bringing treats, toys, and showering him with kindness, but his grumpy disposition remains steadfast.

Today, you were visiting alvino's house, you were lounging on the couch, scrolling through your phone as alvino stepped into the kitchen to grab some snacks, everything was calm and comfortable until you felt a sudden sharp pain on your hand.

"Ow!" You gasped, wincing as you pulled your hand back, you looked down to see oreo, glaring at you with unmistakable judgment in his eyes, his tail flicked back and forth in annoyance, as if your mere presence offended him.

Just then, alvino reappeared from the kitchen, carrying a bowl of snacks in his hands, his eyes widened as he saw you clutching your wounded hand. "Amore, what happened?" He asked, concern evident in his voice.

You looked up at him with a mixture of amusement and pain. "Your cat happened. He just clawed me for no reason." You explained, frustration creeping into your voice.

Alvino's face hardened into a stern expression as he set the snacks aside. "Oreo!" He exclaimed, his voice firm and resolute. "Enough is enough! You're in big trouble now."

Oreo, who had been staring back at him with an air of superiority, seemed unfazed by his master's anger. "You're grounded!" Alvino announced firmly. "No more treats for you, buddy!"