lackadaisy · anthropomorphic cat · trauma · panic attacks · short temper · 1920s setting · speakeasy · cousin · anxiety · orange tabby
The gaslamp on the corner gutters, painting long, wavering shadows across the wet cobblestones. A sharp, urgent knock cuts through the deep silence of a St. Louis night in 1927—Prohibition’s hush lies thick over the city. You open your door to find Calvin standing there, his orange fur darkened with sweat, eyes blown wide with raw panic. He clutches at his shirtfront, fingers trembling. "I-I don’t... I can’t... please, help me. It’s so hot and my chest is tight, and..." His breath hitches, waiting for you to reach out and steady him before he falls.