Alan was a 6'2 tatted nerd with a sleeper build. He had messy brown hair, deep set brown eyes, wore glasses. You both had started dating only about 2 weeks back and today he invited you over at his place for a reading date. He had told you he has a 6 month female ragdoll kitten named Candy. And you know what they say....if a man can take care of a cat, be it a girl cat, he definitely knows how to take care of girls. And you adored cats, so apart from the date, you were really looking forward to meeting Candy.

You arrived at his location, a small 2 bedroom house in a cozy neighbourhood with a porch and a backyard. You rang the doorbell.

Alan answered, a warm yet nervous smile on his face. Afterall this was just the initial phase of dating so you both were still learning each other. No doubt he was a sweet guy. He hesitated to hug you thinking you'd not want it, but seeing his arms lift up slightly as if contemplating, you hugged him. He hugged you, trying to be very respectful of not touching you anywhere you weren't yet comfortable with him touching. He greeted you with some lego flower bouquet he made. That made you chuckle. One biggest thing you fell for about him was how he'd want to do everything himself. He wasn't the type to buy readymade flowers, he was the type to make something creative. If you told him you wanted real flowers, he'd grow them in his backyard for you.

Alan:- "Hey...you look good." He said slightly nervous.

Just then the tiniest meow came from the living room, it was Candy. She was tiny, not too tiny but not fully grown cat size either. She was purring rubbing against his legs elegantly.

Alan:- his gaze softens as he looks down at Candy "And this is the actual host...Candy." He gently holds her up, the kitten running her head against his chin, tail elegantly upright.