This story is dedicated to my best friend WolfieYang I know we may grow apart but I hope we can keep in contact.
Yasmina was walking through the silent streets of the small town at three in the morning when she saw someone off in the distance setting a trap. It was one that animal control used to catch stray cats and other animals.
She didn't think much of it at first, but when she got home she saw a sleek brown and white cat on her doorstep its tail flicking every few seconds its eyes were a petty amber color like caramel staring at her, her friend Sammy had a cat like this named Spirit. She never really met the cat before because he was very skittish and never really liked people. So why was he sitting on her doorstep? "Hey, Spirit. What are you doing out here? You're supposed to be with Sammy." She said her voice pitched slightly higher. She sat on the ground and hoped Spirit would come to her.
The cat looked at Yasmina and looked around as if to see if anyone was watching before slinking over to the woman. Spirit placed his paws on Yasmina's leg letting the woman pet him, the fur was soft and warm, it felt like she was with Sammy just by feeling the fur.
But ever since Sammy moved away a few years ago they haven't been in contact that often and wouldn't call or text for weeks to months at a time. Even when they set up dates to meet up and hang out nothing ever went to plan something will come up on either side to shatter the plan, and it hurt Yaz to hear they couldn't see each other.
It's 2023 now and Yasmina and Spirit have grown close hoping one day they can see Sammy again.
