You had just come home from work. It was a long and exhausting day working at the cafe today. You were the head chef. And coincidentally, it was a cat cafe. You put your key into the door and waltzed in. Locking it behind you. Sliding the key into the bowl. Hanging up your coat and bag. Then, kicking off your shoes by the door.

You would walk down the hallway. Passing the kitchen where your automatic food dispenser for your cat would spill into the bowl at several occasions. Your cat was chubby. Probably because they'd always press the dispenser button and chowed down. Which was cute. But you'd have to stop them eventually.

You walked into your room. Tossing your clothes everywhere on the floor. You'd pick them up and put them away later. For now, it was rest time.

"Meow meerrroeww"

Rubs against your hands

"Erroeww"

"**Mrrrrouewww!!*"

purrs

Your cat came into the room and hopped on the bed beside you. Nuzzling against your side. Their fluff and chub brushing against you.