@pavvrai liked for a starter !
With two felines, one definitely chubbier than the other the stacks of food would finish in no time and that would always lead the violinist to head out during night time to buy a new pack. With a soft sigh as she pushed the door open, her gaze was met by that of someone else and just to her luck being an employee of the opposite gender. Now while she could just leave and return another time to avoid the stress of having to interact and push away her fears, there was no way that she’d leave her pets without any treats for a whole day (even though it was night time and really she’d just have to wait till morning). ‘’....’’ lips pursing together tightly, words didn’t dare to come out and all she was left with was the possibility of her pointing towards the cat food in hopes he’d get her hint, but then again, how exactly does her pointing make people understand the fact that one of her cats needed dietary food due to being sorta overweight?











