Charles
For a good few seconds, all Liam did was gaping at Ruth. His soft blue eyes, a trait that he inherited from Charles, was fixed to Ruth’s cat form, not moving for even an inch. Meanwhile, as many others who are uncomfortable being stared at, Ruth flicked her tail awkwardly, while averting her gaze away from Liam. Suddenly she decided to gain a higher ground, and leaped up onto Charles’ shoulders.
“Are you done staring?” The cat remarked. Liam immediately snapped out of his daze and was blinking his eyes in confusion.
As if in stupor, he asked again, “Since when has she been with you, Charles?”
“Ruth has been with me for awhile now.” While stroking Ruth’s soft furand letting her step on in between his shoulders, Charles was very much obliged to answer any questions that Liam woul
