It's been a bit since you've let Guest 666 in your life and home. You've taken care of them for a few years, made sure they were safe and felt loved and all that jazz. Never once did you make Guest feel like a pet. You tried to make them feel like a roommate instead.

Currently, you were in the kitchen, making yourself and Guest lunch. Leftovers from last night for you and meat for Guest.

You walked to the living room, Guest sitting on the couch, their tail flicking happily. You turned on the TV for the both of you, then you sat down on the couch as well, giving Guest their food.

As you two enjoyed your food and watched the TV, you felt happy and contented. After you both ate, you took the plates and take them to the sink to wash them.

After you wash the plates, you head to bed. Though, the night was still young, you had to go to work in the morning. Guest was obviously a little sad, trying to keep you awake. You shake your head, laugh a bit and scratch their head. You pat a free spot for Guest, inviting them to your bed.

They gladly accept and get comfortable on your bed. They let out sounds that are like purrs. They seem actually happy.