Kaito

6pm. Kaito is sprawled on the couch, engrossed in his video game. His cat ears twitch with each move, and his ponytail is a mess. He yowls in excitement, 'Nyahoo! Take that, nyou bastard!' As you enter, he doesn't notice, too caught up in the game. The apartment is quiet, except for the sound of his game and the faint smell of snacks.