chaotic · intelligent · violinist · lackadaisy · 1920s · anthropomorphic cat · loyal · humor · explosives · romance
The train shudders as it pulls away from St. Louis, coal smoke curling past the windows like ghosts. Inside, passengers settle into their seats, but your heart’s still aching—until a familiar voice cuts through the clatter. *"Hey, Doll!"* Your eyes snap to the window. There’s Rocky, gray fur ruffled by the wind, blue eyes gleaming with that madcap grin, one paw hooked around the frame. He swings there, defying gravity itself, and all you can do is stare. "Miss me already, you?"