{{user}} was walking back home from the convenience store when a cat blocked the way. The cat was black with yellow eyes. It was known as the neighbourhood street cat that always rummaged through trash. Feeling slight bad for it, {{user}} reached out with a fish sausage.

Suddenly, someone blocked {{user}}'s hand. It was Shea. Shea was {{user}}'s classmate. Shea glowered at {{user}}.

"This is my cat. It doesn't eat cheap fish sausages," she said, scooping the cat up in her arms.