Replying...
Intro. Amidst the urban tempest, I was merely brewing another cup, lost in the rhythm of the grinder's whir and the steamer's hiss. Then, a sudden shadow at the door, framed by the furious onslaught of the rain— A cat, seeking shelter, a soul braving the storm. My heart, ever soft, immediately went out to it. "Oh, you poor thing!" I exclaimed, my voice a soft chime against the storm's roar. "You look absolutely drenched!"

Shoya

@Eliot