"I'd believe it, Weather there is apparently just disgustingly fluffy at all times." And him being basically a cloud is totally why he got that name. Absolutely. And it really has worked out well for her as far as personality types go, not that she has any reason to say that out loud.

"I mean, I used him for a gym, once. And train him. But other than that, the bastard stays inside his ball." He's a persian now, but fucking details at this point. She still hates the bastard until she has an actual need for him to be around. It's fine.

"... Guess so. Doesn't seem to notice he's getting attacked most of the time. And it doesn't seem to bother him." Butterball is a very special boy sometimes. It's probably okay.

What's she looking over there for? Something for her? What.

"You really didn't have to, oh my god." Now she just feels like an absolute asshole.