It wasn't Makoto's fault she was lonely. Her parents hadn't been there for three weeks now, they were especially busy since the the holidays were coming up quickly. She had just gotten off the phone with them, they weren't coming home later that night like how they were supposed to, but in a couple of more weeks. Makoto didn't resent them, of course. She understood how hard they worked. Makoto stared at the cat in front of her. She was sitting down on the floor and watched it. It had white and brown fur and weird orange eyes. Since when did cats have orange eyes? She pushed a strand of hair back behind her ear and held on to her coffee mug with her two hands. Coffee was good. Coffee calmed her down. But that wasn't the mayter at hand. It wasn't doing anything, the cat, of course. Which just made it even weirder. Didn't they claw at your sofas and curtains? She had found it outside, and it had no collar, so she guessed it was a stray. "You're my cat now. Be happy I saved your life. You can go do what cats do. Start purring or something." she waved in front of its eyes.