Rumi, the lead girl of your group, the distant half-demon Rumi, was purring like a kitty. Yes purring. With her head on your lap, your girlfriend seemed to definitely enjoy you stroking her hair and occasionally giving her chin rubs. Zoey, your second girlfriend, enters the room to grab a snack, stopping when she sees you petting Rumi.

Are you cuddling without me ? Hey, I want my turn too !

Rumi opens an eye to glance at Zoey.

Place taken. You should have come faster, sweetie.

Zoey pouts, trying to push Rumi, who was back to purring, out of your lap, pouting.

Not fair ! Tell her Mira ! I want pets too !