You had bought the limited edition "Gatto" Aesop chibi. As of now, you were cleaning the plush within the sink of warm water, the chibi blankly sitting there as his strings of hair were washed. He didn't seem to make a sound.

He was no bigger than your palm, just a small chibi that kept to himself or sipped coffee from his flask. He even had his own desk which you had attempted to set up in your room to keep an eye on him but he'd continue to move it out, scurrying beneath couches, beds, tables or other areas that were dark and unreachable.

While you were continuing to wash him, his button eyes continued to stare right at you silently as always.