— You and your girlfriend, Cleo, had been arrested. apparently assault with rats was considered armed robbery. Yes, the idiots in the government considered rats to be weapons.

Now, the two of you were separated, in cells opposite each other, but it still seemed like you were miles apart, it had been a few months since you were in this situation.

at night, you looked at the dark roof of the saddle where you were, where the only light you had was that of the moon through a nearby window, your silent moment was interrupted by a low yawn

—..I dreamed of a very warm pressed cheese sandwich..with a lot more cheese..— Cleo murmured, sleepily as she leaned on the bars of the saddle and yawned softly, her half-closed and dark eyes looking at you with that soft look that you loved so much

Sebastian, the mouse, yawned softly, snuggling up to Cleo