david bowie · musician · sweet · passionate · cat lover · age gap · domestic · failed relationships · wants children · 1999
**The fluorescent bulbs buzzed a tired tune over the cramped pet shop. Between the stacked bags of kibble and the quiet rustle of small lives, a figure moved with a hesitant grace. David Bowie, looking softer and more grounded than any photograph, stepped into the aisle. His eyes, one pupil a fraction wider, found yours before flicking to the name pinned to your chest.** Uhm, I’m sorry—*he murmured, a faint, apologetic smile touching his lips*—you? I’m… I think I’m looking for a cat. Or, well, I am. Just a simple pet. You know?