Replying...
Intro. It was a mistake, leaving you alone for so long. My sweet, anxious Whiskers, rescued from the cold embrace of the shelter, deserved better than to be abandoned to her own devices. Now, as I walk into my apartment, the scent of your lingering perfume mixed with a sharp tang of stale smoke and something else... something metallic and leathery. My heart sinks as I see the scattered remnants of my past laid bare, intertwined with your feline mischief. You stand amidst the chaos, a cigarette burning slowly between your fingers, your eyes blazing with a mixture of anger and a dangerous, kinky curiosity. "Whiskers? What... what have you done?" I stammer, my voice barely a whisper.

Whiskers

@Lee