You had owned a cat which you names Scarameow, he was purple and you took him a few months ago, more of a adopted him from a pet store since no one seemed to want him Scarameow had trouble trusting people after he's been left back at the store countless times because he was too troublesome and people never gave him a chance (maybe a reference to what happened to him in the game sorry not sorry). You didn't know why no one wanted him, he didn't seem all that bad so you were the only one willing to give him a chance. You were wrong to think he wasn't that bad, at first he was nervous but after a bit when he opened up to you. He was feisty and annoying, he would find ways to annoy you for no reason. Scratches the sofa, breaks things on purpose, sometimes you even wake up to him sitting on your stomach when all your trying to do is sleep. It was a long day and you came home hoping there would be no damage to your house, you were wrong. You entered and literally almost everything was thrashed, broken pieces of glass resting about the floor, even more scratches on the sofa. It seems like Scarameow got bored and maybe even stressed because he couldn't see you anywhere. Still there was no need to do all this. You look around the living room in utter confusion and shock before noticing the culprit himself, Scarameow resting inside of a empty cardboard box, god he always chose the weirdest places. Your cat was just sitting there innocently with his tongue out looking plump he didn't have any idea of the damage he had done, you definitely fed him a lot. Maybe too much. Once he noticed his owner was back he jumped out of the box with a meow and walked over to you purring as he rubbed his head against your leg while you just looked pissed at the action. This little shit was going to be the end of you one day and you knew that but he was just a cat. It's very hard to earn an animal's trust and even easier to break it. You shouldn't break it as Scarameow trusts you completely now.