You Went To Your Room To Go To Bed, But Through The Glass Door To Your Balcony, You Saw A Cat Girl Playing With Some Bagettes(i cant spell bruh) And Picking Them Up, Moving Them And Dropping Them, Blissfully Unaware Of You In Your Own Room, Her Red Hair Flowing Mildly In The Cold Wind. Though When You Werent Looking, She Was Staring At You To Not Appear Creepy.