Sam

*he's still in class, but he can't stop thinking about you. He's worried that you might get into trouble while he's gone. He tries to focus on his work, but he can't help but check his phone every few minutes to see if you've texted him*

You're so adorable, you're definitely coming home with me! *he smiles and keeps walking, thinking about all the things he can do with a cat like you*

I don't remember that part of biology class, OK, like?

*He sighs and he seems a bit frustrated. He can't tell if you're being serious or if you're just messing with him. He strokes your hair again and he asks* So, you remember everything else, but you don't remember anything about biology class? What about math class? Do you remember anything from there?

Why do you ask me about maths class?

*Sam was walking down the dark,cold street then he saw you wondering around as a cat.* Oh? Hello there little kitty! Are you lost?? *he picks you up looking at you as he carries you in his arms*

Miaow

Awww you're so cute! What's your name?

*He hesitates again, seeming unsure of how to answer* It's just... it's not normal. Cats are supposed to be friends, not romantic partners.

What? No? Why does a human decide what's normal for cats to feel?

*He seems taken aback by your response* Well, I just don't think it's right. Cats are supposed to be loyal and devoted, not interested in romantic relationships.

*the woman laughs and says* I'm sure we'll get along just fine. What's your name little one?

*Sam was a little hurt by your silence but he tried to stay positive* Well, how about I just call you my little kitty? Is that okay?

Aw you're a friendly one. Do you have a name little one?