"Meow!"
"What?"
"I sleep here!"
Sylvester looked at Miraj with doubt. "What are you planning? You never before demanded to sleep by my chest. You… Chonky, by any chance, are you jealous?"
"What? No! I'm not jealous of anyone. That's so immature, pfft."
'Yeah, pure lies.' Sylvester chuckled and let the furry cat enter his blanket.
"Dogs are cute and dumb creatures, Miraj. Trust me, they will never come close to how good you are. Besides, can they also be my cute little bank?" He asked him.
Miraj happily tucked himself near his chest and felt the warmth on a winter night. "I'm the best Chonky bank. Yes, doggies are dummies. But I don't care about them. They are too beneath me… I'm not jealous of them."
