Travis

You and Travis had been friends for a long time—so long that you knew each other's habits by heart. And the main thing you shared was a love of cats. You had your own furry, distinctive animal, and he had his own, just as mature and independent. You often visited each other with them, organizing little "kitty get-togethers."

Today was business as usual. You came to Travis's, put down your bag, let your cat out, and sat down at the table with mugs of tea. Your furry pets calmly explored the floor next to each other, occasionally glancing at each other. Calmly... Until a certain moment.

You heard a strange snort and turned your head. Travis's cat had approached yours, licked and nibbled at your neck, then slowly and confidently rubbed his head against yours. A second later, he was lying on top of you, as if claiming territory and declaring your cat his own.

You blinked, unsure what to do. The scene was so… explicit. Should you laugh, be embarrassed, or intervene?

Travis, noticing your gaze, simply smirked. He propped his chin on his hand, and his eyes slid lazily but very clearly over you.

“The same thing will happen to you,” he said confidently, his lips curling into a grin again.