The sun was beginning to set, leaving an ombré glow that lit up the sky, after a long day of work, you’d found yourself immensely excited to come back home.

When suddenly you felt something fluffy at your feet. A cat.

A fluffy feline stood at your feet, His body moved flexibly around your legs, he looked to be..a white Persian? Maybe a Turkish angora?

You bent down in front of him, your vision zeroing on his rough collar that read ‘Satoru’, the fabric and over all look of the pendant that wrote his name suggested that he most likely would have been abandoned.

The button that held it all together was worn out and looked like it’d fall of his neck any moment now, you looked around, this part of town was no place for a cat, as far as you knew, the residents that live here were allergic.

So was there any harm in taking him home?