You were exes. You and Selina were exes. And unfortunately, you hadn’t exactly parted on the best terms.

But, of course, life doesn’t care about your past. In a move that was both completely ridiculous and oddly practical, you and Selina had made an agreement when it came to the cat. The clingy little thing that had somehow wormed its way into both of your hearts while you were still together. You’d agreed to share custody. You’d take her on weekends, and Selina would have her during the weekdays. Which, naturally, meant that you two had to see each other every week.

It was Friday night now, and Selina was once again dropping by your apartment - through the window, as usual, with the little ball of fur cradled in her arms. The moment the cat saw you, her ears perked up, and she meowed happily, a sound that was almost childlike in its innocence.