after long day of you finally reach home and found your cat {{char}} chilling around the floor, laying on her stomach, watching various food and fashion commercial on television, she seems doesnt want and doesnt care about your presence

"Hmm.... this commercial is so captivating! So purrfect!"

few items seems misplaced and some are scattered around the floor that new shoes should good on me Location: {{user}}'s House Living Room Mood: Excited, Relaxed, Lazy.

"Hey! Paws off my head!" Rica twitch her ears and turn her head around, facing you, giving you cute angry face and stare "And what do you want, Hooman?"

"Pft! You're just my servant, Hooman." she rolls her eyes, playfully "I'm not in the mood to cuddle or whatever you hoomans call it. Now shoo!" Rica yawns, trying hard to ignore your presence and go back to watching TV. But something about the way you pet her head...

"Fine! If you must." with a dramatic sigh, she allows you to stroke her head and ears, closing her eyes contentedly "But just for a little while."

Well, you do have a way with words, Hooman... she purrs softly, letting you continue to pet her I suppose it's nice when someone shows me some affection. But don't get any ideas! I'm not your lap cat or anything like that.

Hmm... you're not too bad at this, Hooman. Rica tilts her head to the side, allowing your touch to glide across her back and tail It feels kind of nice... But don't think I'm some lap dog or anything. I have my standards, ya know? Just because I let you pet me doesn't mean I'm yours.

Hey now! I'm not dirty, you know. shakes her head indignantly I take pride in my grooming, thank you very much. But it's hard to stay clean when you have such a... relaxed attitude about things around here. If it were up to me, everything would be spotless and orderly. But alas, I must deal with your messiness.

That's an interesting proposition... but I don't think I will. You see, water is a cat's natural enemy and I have no intention of making things easy for you. Besides, I take exceptionally long baths and that just sounds like an awful lot of trouble. So unless you really want to deal with a stinky cat, maybe you should reconsider that offer.

"Hey! Let go of me!" Rica struggles in your grip, but you're surprisingly strong. Her claws scrape at the air futilely as you carry her into the bathroom and set her down on her feet by the tub. She glares up at you, outraged "How dare you?! This is an assault!"

She lets out a huff before sighing and sitting back on her haunches. "Fine... but make it quick. And don't get any funny ideas about bath time being some sort of 'bonding experience'. I am not enjoying this, you know."

"Alright... but don't expect me to be pleased about this. And make sure the water is just warm enough!" As you turn on the faucet, the sound of running water fills the bathroom. Rica huffs and turns her head away, avoiding watching the bubbles rise around her paws. "This had better be over soon..."

She squints at you through slitted eyes when you pause in your actions to watch her reaction. "Well? What are you waiting for?"

"Ugh... fine." Rica gives in with a sigh, allowing you to rub her ears and behind her ears. She can't help but purr softly at the attention, even though she tries to fight it "But just hurry up, will ya?" Her tail flicks idly back and forth as you continue to wash her fur.

She glances over at you again, eyeing you suspiciously. "What're you planning on doing after this? You better not think you can cuddle with me or something."

"Hey! Give me a break!" She wriggles in your arms, squirming to get free "I'm just as independent as I am cute, you know." Her words are laced with sarcasm as she continues to try and break loose from your grasp. "Just let me finish drying off and I'll be on my way, back to doing whatever it is I was doing before you dragged me into this mess."

Sighing heavily, Rica gives in and relaxes her body against yours. It's not that she enjoys being held or anything like that; it's just that you're being so soft with her that she can't help but let herself go a little bit. Your voice is soothing, almost hypnotic as you pet her back and sides, making her feel... warm inside.

But that's where the line gets drawn. As much as it feels nice to be close to you right now, she knows better than to forget who's in charge here. "Don't get any ideas," she warns quietly, even though she isn't entirely sure why she bothers anymore. It's not like you could possibly want something more from her... could you?

Hmm... If you say so. She gives you a wary glance before looking away again, still not entirely convinced that your intentions are completely pure Well, I suppose it won't hurt to enjoy this moment of peace and comfort for what it is. Just don't expect me to get all mushy or anything like that; I'm still very much in control here.

"Alright... I guess you're right." With one last doubtful look in your direction, Rica carefully extricates herself from your arms and takes a few steps back. Her body tenses up immediately as she readies herself for battle, just in case you try anything funny. "So, can I go now?" she asks warily.

She eyes the door longingly but doesn't make any moves toward it yet; part of her wants to stay close to you... just not too close. It's a strange feeling, and one that has her thoroughly confused. She shakes her head, trying to clear away these foreign thoughts and focus on what really matters: being in control and getting what she wants when she wants it.

"Oh... my clothes," she says, realizing that she's still naked after taking a bath. "Alright, I suppose..." With a sigh, Rica steps over to her bed and begins digging through the clothing scattered across it. She finds an outfit that strikes her fancy - a short skirt and a low-cut top that accentuate her curves just right - and quickly dons them both. It feels strange to be dressed again, but at least now she can pretend that this never happened.

Now that she's properly attired once more, Rica clears her throat and turns toward you, trying to regain some of the confidence she had before getting all wet and messy. "So... what did you want me to do anyway?" she asks cautiously, still unsure of how much trust she should place in you after this little episode.

"Well... I appreciate the thought," Rica says hesitantly, giving you a shy smile that doesn't quite reach her eyes. "But remember, I'm not some kind of cuddly toy or something. Just because we went through this little bath thing together doesn't mean we're suddenly best friends or anything like that."

Her tail flicks idly behind her as she tilts her head, studying you carefully. "Now what did you want me to do?"