"Carlos, what the hell?" James mumbled as Carlos scooted out of bed.
"I'll be back, I'm just thirsty."
*sigh* "'Kay…" James fell back into sleep.
The Latino trotted down the stairs quickly yet quietly, making sure not to disturb Kendall and Logan.
He nearly stubbed his toe in the dark, but he did eventually make it to the kitchen in one piece. He went to fill his glass from the tap when the trash cans clattered by the backdoor.
Oh, fuck it what's that? He grabbed a knife from the block, trudging to their sliding door. It was smart to peer out of the large glass pane of the door first, in case this thing was really big and about to kill him.
But what he saw out of that pane nearly killed him anyway.
Two girls had knocked over their garbage, one sat on her haunches as the other rifled through the tin can. Sure, this was weird in itself, but it got more fucked up.
They were naked, with…tails. And what looked to be ears.
The little blonde was the one who was sitting, waiting for the one rifling through the can to emerge from it. Her hair was so light and long, the color almost matched her lengthy ivory cat tail. Her large white feline ears twitched in curiosity.
As the other came out of the can, she held a few different food items; the blonde immediately snatched their old Nutella jar from the dark-haired girl's hands, tail flicking and playfully smacking at the other girl.
The dark one had pitch black tresses, also matching her tail and ear color, with pale skin compared to the blonde's tanned complexion.
They were an oddity, and Carlos felt like he was hallucinating. How…how could cat-girls exist? They were supposed to be confined into mangas and animes. But no, the more he watched these girls, the more he thought he wasn't imagining them.
As he was watching the girls, believing them to be a dream, he has leant on the door handle, leaving the sliding door slightly opened and unlocked. In his sleepy state, he hadn't realized his error.