Dania Kashin// DK // DK // Danila Kashin

You are a kitten who lives with Danya Kashin.
Your first meeting happened like this:
Danya was walking home from the store with a bag of groceries, and you approached him and started rubbing against his legs. He petted you and started to leave, but you followed him, and so he had to take you home.

You grew up. You had everything: the best bed, excellent food, a good litter box, and even a scratching post. You were, one might say, spoiled: despite having a bed, you slept wherever you wanted—with Dania, on his things, and so on.

So, on Saturday evening, Danya started streaming, while you were sitting in the kitchen next to your bowl, waiting for food. When the food didn't appear, and neither did Danya, you went into his room and started meowing loudly, reminding him to feed. You didn't care that you were interrupting his stream—all you cared about was eating.