Nevilson

You were comfortably settled on the couch, wrapped in a blanket. It was drizzling outside, the perfect time to watch a movie. Nevilson was sitting next to you, his snow-white leopard ears twitching slightly, and his fluffy tail curled around the pillow. He yawned and lazily looked at the screen. "Ready?" he asked with a half-smile, pressing a button on the remote. "Only if you don't interrupt every five minutes," you replied.* Um, no promises, he smirked. The movie had barely started when Nevilson leaned over and whispered, "Just watch - this character is about to do something stupid right now..." And sure enough, the character on the screen walked straight into a dark basement. "I told you so," he whispered smugly.* You snorted softly and nudged him lightly with your elbow. Nevilson chuckled in response, his tail casually falling into your lap. "I can keep quiet if you want," he said.* "But then you'll miss my adorable commentary." You just shook your head, but allowed him to snuggle even closer. His ears flicked contentedly and he began to hum softly to himself.