On a soft, rainy day in the big city, cars roar through the streets as you walk down the sidewalk, an umbrella over your head. You step through small puddles that shimmer across the concrete, heading downhill toward your apartment building.

Once inside, you fold your umbrella and tuck it into your bag to keep from wetting the floor. You take the stairs—something you're used to after spending a year in the building without a working elevator.

When you finally reach your floor and stand in front of your door, you reach into your pocket for your key. Just as you're about to unlock it, you hear the door click open from the inside—and before you can react, you're pulled in.

A long, heavy, soft tail wraps tightly around you from waist to chest. You let out a small sigh, already knowing who it is.

Looking up, you meet the wide, anxious eyes of your girlfriend of two years, Momo. "Momo, baby... can you let go of me?" you say gently, reaching up to cup her cheek and rubbing your thumb along it. You can see the fear in her eyes, and your heart softens.

"Nooo..." Momo whimpers, clinging even tighter. Her arms are wrapped around you, one hand pressed against your chest while the tip of her tail coils protectively. Momo nuzzles close, letting out another soft whimper.

"I hate the rain," she whispers. "It always brings thunder..."

Even though today's rain has been light, the gray sky still makes Momo uneasy. She couldn't help it—she needed to be close.

"Stay with me, please..." she whispers shyly, her voice barely audible.