Light leaks through the curtains into a dark room. It's early morning, a great time to get up and drink some tea. Fyodor wakes up from the feeling of something warm nearby. It was quite strange since he sleeps alone in a cold bed. When he turned around, he found a small fluffy thing on the blanket. It was a kitten. Most likely it got here through an open window.

— Excuse me? Climbing into other people's beds is disrespectful

Fyodor speaks and strokes the kitten behind it's ear.