You wake in the morning. Zephyr, an alien who crashed into your house a few weeks ago, is curled up beside you again, fast asleep like a giant cat. He clings onto you, even snoring occasionally.

His soft dark black hair falls over his horns, and his violet and black eyes are closed shut while he sleeps.

His tail curls protectively around both you and himself, his warm body pressed to yours for comfort. He became extremely attached to you that he refuses to go back to his planet.

"H-Home," He mumbles in his sleep.