And on the bench at the local park, one would happen to spot... a large man sitting there with a tiny black cat in his lap. She's got a harness on, and the leash is wrapped around his hand. She's staring at passersby with massive eyes, while his big hand settles on her back as he glances at his phone.
"Oh, what a darling little thing!" This finely-dressed woman's gloved hands were folded together by her cheek, her ice-cold irises aglow with genuine delight. Her gaze sought out that of the one keeping the little cat close by, however engrossed he may have been in his phone. "Pardon me, sir- might I ask to hold and pet your cat for just a little while?"
















