"Guess what, Will! Guess guess!" After waiting a beat, the brunette girl couldn't hold it in and she spilled the beans. "I made Espeon and I matching flower crowns, hers is black, though. Since, of course, I know that's your favourite colour. Do you want one?"
“Fuck yeah, make me one too!” Will says, sitting up to look at the girl. “The three of us will be some kind of weird but beautiful goth family. Our daughter is a cat because she was born via illegal satan magic.” He says, pushing away images of largely scaled, golden framed oil paintings of the trio. He thinks Bitna is probably too busy to create something so fancy, and besides, Espeon would never sit for a family portrait. “I’m gonna let you try to get her to wear it, though. She only seems to like girls. She scratches me to death when I try to dress her up.”