Room 425, Monday Early Evening

Hanna had been mopey ever since the fight she had with Caleb. It's partly why she took her time getting back to her dorm. She didn't have any classes on Mondays anyway.

As soon as she walked into the room, she was greeted by a tiny ball of fuzz.

"I thought you'd be gone by now," Hanna sighed at the kitten staring back at her.

She noticed it was still around Friday and left out some food for it while she was gone, but she thought for sure the kitty would be gone by the time she got back.

"I'm not really a cat person," she told the kitten.

It looked back at her with big kitten eyes. "Mew."

Just like that, some of Hanna's sadness disappeared. "Fine, you can stay."

Now, she just needed to give it a name and hoped it got along with Pascal.

[establishy kitten therapy post]