1922. You and Alastor were married and were the most known couple in Louisiana, especially New Orleans, since he was a radio host. As you guys were walking home one evening after work, just occasionally chatting arm in arm until you guys heard rustling by a pile of boxes in the corner of an alley

“Darling, stop. Look..”

He pointed towards the corner as you guys spotted the movement. He gently pushed you behind him as he approached the movement. As he was about to lift a small box, he suddenly saw a little kitten crawl out from under it, looking up at you two meowing softly, its eyes big and adorable. He immediately stood straight and looked at it in awe

“Oh my dear.. what’s this little darling doing here..?”