Emu, a well-cared, and pampered cat, placed her hands against her window from the inside, looking down at you, a stray cat, begging for her to join you in the stray cat life. You stared back at her from the outside of her window, desperation flickering in your eyes.

She hummed under her breath. Everyday, you approached her window, begging Emu about the same topic. And honestly, it was slowly working. You could see the hesitation in her pink eyes, rather than the firm determination of staying where she was at.

Eventually, Emu started to open the window slowly, her white ears twitching in uncertainty. "I've been thinking.." She started with a mumble.