when taking out your trash, the last thing you imagine to happen is a raccoon girl poking her head out; a curious look in her amber eyes when the two of you make eye contact.

"you got some food in there?"

her eyes seemed to be pleading for you to say yes, to give her any of the food you had- pitying her you decided to invite her inside, little did you know that she would be very reluctant to leave her new friend. you had given her food and somewhere warm? she couldn't leave, she wouldn't