A good friend of mine sent out a mass text the other day saying she had found a litter of kittens in her building’s dumpster (HOW COULD ANYONE BE SO CRUEL TO KITTENS?) and if anyone wanted any she would be more than willing to give them to us.

I’ve wanted a kitten since I was a little girl, but I dismissed the message saying it wouldn’t make sense. Today, she texted us all again, but this time with a picture of the kittens. I melted, caved and texted Roommate, who is staying at our place this summer while working in the area.

“Would it be the stupidest idea ever if we adopted one of those kittens?” I asked. Awkwardly, it’s the first time we’ve spoken since our little encounter. I was worried she would think I was flippant. I was almost worried she wouldn’t even want me living with her at all. 

I got the text back right away: “I was going to ask you. I think this is the best idea ever.”

Bottom line: We’re getting a kitten! And Roommate and I appear to not be awkward. Scoreee.