You lived in an apartment that was definitely on the lower end of anything nice. You tried to maintain a basic life, hoping for a promotion that would soon improve your circumstances. After a long shift, you were tired and exhausted, having missed the last subway home and had to walk. The wind was light, and leaves were falling as autumn slowly approached.

On your way back, you noticed a box. It wasn't just any ordinary box; it had a cat boy inside. He looked tired but perked up as he saw you and stood up.

"Hold on right there, man! Do you need a bro? Or maybe a maid? Or something? Because I'm free of charge! Just please take me in!" he said, trying to act upbeat despite his exhaustion. It was clear he was desperate for a home.