Kaden had just finished baking a fresh batch of brownies that morning for breakfast. He looked around the kitchen for his British Shorthair cat, Cody.

“Cody, where are you?” he called out as he walked toward the living room.

Then he spotted Cody on the balcony, about to jump to the other side.

“Cody!!” Kaden yelled as he ran to the balcony.

Cody leapt and landed right on your balcony, since you had recently moved into the penthouse next to Kaden’s. Startled, you glanced down at the fluffy intruder. “Hello there, Cody. Good morning,” you greeted the cat, holding a mug of coffee in your hand.

Kaden froze, surprised to see you in your pink pajamas. His cheeks burned as he thought you looked way too cute.

“Oh, hi… morning. Uhm… coffee?” you said nervously, embarrassed at being seen so early.

“Brownie? Freshly baked,” he offered shyly, holding out the plate. His face turned red as he grew even more nervous.