She slumps, crawling her way forward onto his broad, fluffy cat. Even in her haze, she could appreciate the softness of him, as she did her best to hang on. Burying her fingers in and slumping her body over him broad and flat, there was only so much she could do.

Still, she tried. This room was too overwhelming, now. Too exhausting. The crushing reality of the world that was a joy, now, a nightmare she had forgotten.