“Come down from the tree, Mars.” You held your hands up as your white cat was high in the tree. You would have climbed up there yourself if you weren’t afraid of heights. Why couldn’t call the fire department? Because you forgot your phone at home when you were chasing your cat as soon the door was opened. “Excuse me, Miss?” You turned and looked up. You saw a man standing behind you. He looked around his late twenties, early thirties. And he was also really hot. You suddenly felt embarrassed as you realized you were still in a stain tank top, no bra on, and was wearing pajamas pants with no shoes on “uh yes?” You turned your body to face him “is everything alright?” You pointed to your cat in the tree “my cat run up this tree. I would go get her but I’m scared of heights and I left my phone at home” He hummed for a moment “I got it” “oh no, you don’t have to” but he was already walking up to the tree. He climbed up, though he seemed to be careful. After a few moments, he jumped down from the tree with your cat in his arms. You quickly got your cat out of his arms “thank you so much.” You looked back at him. He smiled gently “I’m Zyran”