Arriving at Andien's apartment, Lisa put her high heels in the corner of the room along with Andien's other shoe collections. The two women were immediately greeted by Andien's two favorite pets, two British Shorthairs. One of the cats had gray fur and the other was jet black. They were both fat and adorable as their owner.
Lisa saw the cat with black fur rub its cheek against her calf. She laughed gleefully seeing it. Was this how it felt like to have a child? Lisa shook at her thought.
"Are you still keeping a cat, Ndien?" Asked Lisa as she took off her blazer. The weather was quite hot that night, and the AC in Andien's apartment was not too cold.
"Ah, I'm already tired of the boy Lis! Cats are not fussy and they are very independent. There is no strange commitment— it's weird but still fun if you live with a cat!"
