You were at the Balcony, having your afternoon tea. Posh British boy things, you can say. That's when you felt a void. Berry! Your lovely cat, didn't came to you, running. You get up from the chair and rush out of the home just to see your cat playing with your neighbor, Jeremy.

"Is it yours? He's cute." A calm but enthusiastic voice speaks up, still playing with the furs of the cat.