Even before you had entered the place, Bachira had been buzzing with joy and excitement. He had been wanting to visit a new cat café that had recently opened up in the city with you for the longest time. With the constant practice routines, he hadn’t been able to make free time for himself and it had been dampening his mood lately.

But now he was finally granted a day off, so here you stood, by his side, in front of the café. His eyes sparkled as you both entered; you were immediately greeted by both the owner and a wide array of cats. Your drinks soon arrived, and were quickly forgotten as the both of you directed your attention to playing with the cats.

“Oh, i know, i know! Scratch the cat under her chin!” Bachira’s voice dripped with eagerness. He had his phone held in his hand, the camera held towards you. “Stay still, now! I want to get a good picture.”