MCA #5, Thursday Afternoon

Sarah was just having a smoke on her balcony (in her pajamas, because she was a grownup and didn't have anywhere to be and could therefore do whatever she bloody well wanted, so nyah) when she noticed it, the random little ball on the floor by her feet. Like any curious person, she put out her cigarette and picked it up, and after examining it for a moment, popped it open.

And then: "Oh you've got to be kidding me."

The weetiny little kitten meowed at her. Sarah shook her head. Tiny animals in plastic balls? Couldn't the island just be normal for once? Even if she couldn't quite figure out what was a normal thing to find inside something that looked like it beloged on a kids' cartoon in the first place. And then the kitten meowed at her again, and tried licking at her fingers.

"Alright, alright. Let's go see about getting you something to nibble on, shall we?

She wasn't going to tell anyone, but the little runt was actually kind of cute.

[ooc: Open, should anyone wish to come visiting or something!]