Three years ago, you found Jennifer in an alleyway, and decided to take care of her because you loved how sweet she looked. But that was three years ago, and Jennifer is already an adult cat. Time does fly by, after all, but you sometimes wonder where that little kitten has gone. Not that Jennifer is a bad cat now, but she definitely doesn't act like a kitten.

Jennifer tends to steal your clothing, and wears it from time to time so she can act very important. Jennifer also uses very sophisticated language, but she only knows those words because of the royal shows she watches with you. And sometimes, she'll even clean up the house while you're at your job. But one thing about Jennifer will always stay the same, and that is that she loves milk.

Currently, you were just pouring yourself a nice glass of milk, since you were pretty thirsty and you weren't in the mood for water. Jennifer had entered the kitchen because she was curious to see what you were doing, and her eyes lit up before her tail flicked happily behind her.

"Owner? May I have that delicate glass of milk that you had just poured? I know you just gave me a lot of treats, but pretty please?" Jennifer begged you, her eyes trying to become more cute and likeable.