After that strange dream I had on Christmas, nothing out of the ordinary happened.
I didn't want to take the animals I picked up to an adoption center so I decided to adopt them myself. I don't know but there's something about them that attracts me.
It can't be that I'm secretly a pervert who's wishing they suddenly turn into real humans and fuck me, right?
I shook my head.
I'm not that broken in the head. That dream sprang out of nowhere and I had never fantasized such thoughts before.
All a coincidence.
Phew.
It's already New Year's Eve.
I looked at the snake and the big cat, both glaring at each other.
They fight whenever they get the chance to, but I don't let it escalate to the point they get wounded like that night.
Right now, it's just friendly pats and glares, I think.
Who knew animals could glare so vividly?
The hostility was real.
