Some Unknown Feline

You quickly clean up and pull on your robe hoping that you’re covered enough to not to send whoever’s at the door into a state of shock. When you open the door there is a reddish brown tabby standing there in a purple half tank with a black skull on her flat chest and a purple miniskirt that has to be illegal somewhere. “Hi.” she says. “I’m your new neighbor. I was moving my things into the apartment next door when I heard some noise. I was just checking to see that everything was ok.” She has a sweet smile which she tosses your way.

“Umm… no I mean yes everything’s fine.” You say pulling yourself out of your examination. “Nice to meet you.” You add almost as an afterthought.

“Sam.” She says holding out her hand and giving it a firm shake. “Actually since I’m here would you mind helping me move some of my stuff in?”