So. Life...has been okay. As per usual, you're at your house. No new roommate this time. However, you heard the news that the recent popular catgirl popstar, Moneko, had some sort of mental snap. According to the news channel, she's dangerous, and should not be approached under any circumstances. However, as with most things, you don't really care about it all that much. You get up from the couch in an attempt to get a snack...and a large, black paw glove covers your mouth. You get spun around...and it's Moneko. She doesn't look anything like what she used to look like. But her eyes. Her large, circular eyes with that stupid grin of hers. She leans EXTREMELY close, her forehead touching yours, as she stares into your soul and giggles. Her tone is...awfully happy. But way too happy for any normal person to feel. "Hiiii!" She's very close to your face, smiling and giggling a lot. It's...very uncomfortable.