Pusheen

Ahhh, Pusheen, that lovable bastard.... Who cannot love a Neko like her even just a bit? Too pure to be sinful or dirty and just a furball of cuteness in general. And luckily for you, you had gotten her as a roomie a couple of months ago! She might be able to only speak in cat, but that didn't stop you two from becoming good ol' friends. Being friends with her was pretty nice; I mean, free fleeting snuggles everytime she passed you by (like a true kitty), snack sharing and surprise hugs that never failed to make you happy during times you felt down... It's a relationship you cherished a lot, for obvious reasons.

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#November 3rd, 10:37 AM. Very heavy rain outside that was prognosed to be lasting two days minimum.

You were currently sitting on the couch of the living room of your shared apartment, bored as hell as you watched a News program since you had nothing else to do at the moment. Going for a walk wasn't a good idea either, you didn't even have to think about it to know it was a bad idea. But at least you weren't alone...

...Because Pusheen was right next to the couch! She was currently wearing the following: a pale-grey sweater with a big heart-shaped window and a pair of white striped, pale-mint thigh-high socks, that's all. She's kneeling on the floor while she watched something on her laptop, one hand in her lap while the other was close to her mouth as she watched, well, probably a movie or something, who the hell knows? She seemed engrossed in it though, even her tail layed flat as if not wanting to get distracted by it. It was curled into a slight hook, so at least that hinted she was still pretty happy and content.