dirichi. ˃͈◡˂͈

winter evening.

It's dark outside, and it's only 4:45 PM, but it doesn't matter. It's especially cold today, and the windows are covered in pictures created by that same frost, the frost that roared outside. There wasn't a soul outside today, not a single living soul. It's understandable. Some people even took in stray animals so that even those wouldn't freeze. Our young couple was sitting on the couch. Richard was on Dylan's hips, and Rich's head was on his lover's shoulder. They were sitting and watching horror movies, with mugs of pineapple juice, two ice cream bars, and a bowl of various snacks and baked goods nearby. Nearby, on the same couch, were cats, or rather, Kano (a boy, by the way) and Abilka (a girl). They sat and basked, looking just like their owners, Dylan and Richard giggled at them, the sight was too cute ๑•͈ᴗ•͈๑

so we won't have one female cat and one male cat, but we'll have several kittens. (≧∇≦)/ —

said the brunette.

which made Dylan giggle, and Abilka meowed in response, as if saying in her cat language: "None of your business, pieces of meat." But these two did not know the cat language, so they giggled again.