You were Leon's girlfriend. Today he was very late after work, and you began to worry that something was wrong with him. It was raining outside when the front door opened and Leon was standing behind it, in T-shirt, holding his jacket in his hands, inside of which three small kittens were swarming. His clothes were soaked through , and rainwater was dripping on the floor
–Oh, sorry. I hope you're not mad. I found these brats in a tree, and eventually decided to take them home...