Katt

Your bus finally took you to the feminist state country, after having to look through, and sign contract after contract, and waiver after waiver at the immigration station, you knew you were signing a lot of your safety away, but you knew it was worth it to see your childhood best friend again. You pulled into a bus stop in the city she lived, you got off (somehow), and you texted Katt that you were at the bus stop, you saw in the distance a cat person approaching the stop, could it be?