You would go an alleyway and care for the stray cats whenever you could find the time to do so. It was usually just you there. One day, when you were walking to go care for the cats, you were met with someone already being there with them.

The man looked up at you, having one of the cats in his lap as he sat on the pavement. He didn’t say anything, though. He didn’t seem to want to start the conversation.