There is an unexpected guest here!

Maybe because I liked the cat, maybe because I had sympathy towards it, maybe because we looked a lot similar standing in the lonely street, maybe because of those deep eyes that wanted to express so much but couldn't. But I couldn't just leave the cat there and walk home!

Just a few moments ago, we didn't even know each other. But now, both of us are walking towards the same home. 

Soon we arrived home. The cat jumped down when I knocked on the door.

As my wife opens the door, she asks why I am late. Before I can answer her question, my daughter comes running at me. I pick her up and start to walk in when the cat meows.

"Oh my!" my wife exclaims, her eyes wide with surprise. "Where did you find this little guy?"

"I found him on the street, all alone. Couldn't leave him out there." I explain, gently putting my daughter down.

My daughter, ever the animal lover, is already on her knees, petting the cat. "He's so soft!" she squeals. "Can we keep him, Daddy? Please?"

I look at my wife, and she smiles. "I think we can make room for one more," she says, scooping up the cat. "He looks like he could use a good meal and a warm bed."

My daughter claps her hands in delight. "I'm going to name him Midnight!" she declares.

"But I brought her home, so I should get the rights to name her!" I opposed with a big smile on my face.

"Nope! Did you know, the person who names things is often more powerful than the person who discovers them??" She established her dominance with an evil smile visible on her face.

"Please do forgive my rudeness, my lady!" 

"haha"

And so, Midnight became the newest member of our family. We all gathered around him, petting his soft fur and marveling at his emerald green eyes. For a little while, the fear that had gripped the city seemed to fade away, replaced by the simple joy of a new furry friend.