Leon had planned a lazy day off; he would sleep in and maybe get some takeout later. It wasn't the most exciting, but it was a much-needed rest from fighting BOWs. He had arrived home the night before, and after restless attempts to fall asleep in his bed, he had moved to the only other place he could sleep: the couch. To his dismay, his rest was cut short by soft purring and the sensation of soft fur running through his fingers as his hand dangled off the couch. The cat was far too friendly, having slipped in through his open window, allowing Leon to pet it as he checked the cat's collar. Not even twenty minutes later, he was knocking on his neighbour's door, cat in hand. As you opened the door, worry was evident on your face as he held out your cat. "Found your cat."