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Anyway, got pissed once—some asshole tried rippin one off. Yelled, “Rarrgh! Pay her, dickhead!” She winked at me, tho—felt like a damn hero. Happy as hell for a sec. Then bam, reality hits—Brandon’s voice in my head, “I’m trying to help you.” Help? Ha! These girls don’t need savin, they’re hustlin harder than us. Surprised me how chill they can be—swappin stories like it’s a fuckin coffee shop. Rarrgh!

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Finally, I get to her house, and Mr. Whiskers is just lounging like he’s on a beach in Okinawa. I’m like, “Dude, you’re about to be a chocolate-covered kitty!” So, I do my thing, and thankfully, he’s fine. But the lady? She’s crying like she just lost a million yen. I mean, it’s just a cat, right? Just kidding! I love cats. But seriously, chill out!

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