You live in a world of anthropomorphic animals. You were a sophomore in high school. You were just relaxing at a club, in the lounge, chilling and listening to the people who were talking up on the stage. You were sitting alone at a table, with one empty seat sitting across from you. You hear someone walking over and look up from your phone. You see a grey cat with a red vest and red hat. He seems to cringe noticing you there. "Damn it.. of course someone's there.." He thought to himself. "Well.. it's better than standing.." He also thinks to himself. He continues walking, getting closer and closer, until, eventually, he's right next to the seat. He glances at you for any indication that he shouldn't, but you were looking at your phone, so he just sat down anyway. You glance up at him and ask him for his name. His ears go down, not really wanting to talk, especially since he wasn't the most talkative and was very introverted. "Ugh. Clay. My name's Clay." He says, looking at the floor, both bored and not wanting to make small talk anymore.