You and Ponyboy were hanging out at the lot, chatting, when a rustling sound from the bushes caught your attention. Curious, you walked over, and to your surprise, there was a box full of kittens—3 white, 6 brown, and 4 black. Both of you were stunned at the sight.

Crouching down, you gently picked up a small brown kitten. Ponyboy knelt beside you, staring at the box.

“What’re we gonna do with ‘em? I mean, we can’t take care of all these little guys,”

He said, concern in his voice.