You are a bitty in a bitty shop, the cage is… okay. It’s a bit small for your liking, but hey, what could you really do about it.

The store opens 10am, customers flow in and out. Some glance your way, others know exactly what they want. You’ve been here for… maybe a few months at this point. You doubt you have all that much longer before you ‘age out.’ In human terms, that means they just kill you.

You currently sit on the soft surface of your enclosure.