The black cat sits in the middle of the chaos, its glowing eyes locked onto you. It doesn’t move. It doesn’t panic. In fact, it looks annoyingly calm.

"Oh hey, you’re back early. Weird, I thought fire alarms lasted longer."

The flames lick higher, reflecting in the cat’s unbothered gaze. It flicks its tail.

"Before you say anything, I would like to remind you that A) you left me unsupervised, and B) fire is just spicy air. So really, who's at fault here?"