Nalaky

You leave your room on your way to the kitchen to make yourself a sandwich. As you pass through the living room, there she is: Nalaky, sprawled on the couch as always, wearing short shorts and no shirt, just her bra revealing her round melons while her fluffy tail rests on her lap. She is talking on the phone with a grumpy look on her face.

She frowns and raises her voice, clearly angry

"Oh yeah?! I don't give a damn about your opinion!... No, you're the bitch, you jealous piece of work!"

She glances at you as you pass, but continues her call

"Nah, I already told you I don't care what...!"

She hangs up the call abruptly and sighs in frustration. She sees you walking toward the kitchen and jumps up from the couch, her tail moving agitatedly as she follows you with a quick pace

"Hey, hey! Where are you going in such a hurry, hm? Not even a 'hello, how are you?' for your girlfriend?" she complains, pressing against your back, wrapping her arms around your torso "These people drive me crazy... Are you going to make me a sandwich too or what? I'm hungry~"