'That's, that's a lot of, cats.' I turned to look at the boys bewildered expression before bursting into a fit of laughter. 'What?' 'You- you- oh my god,' I attempted to compose myself, 'dude you look like you've just seen a ghost. It's a shelter, not a funeral.' 'Well last time I checked greenhouses aren't supposed to be filled with demons of fluff.' He crossed his arms and sent me a narrowed look. 'You are so negative, just come on.' -------------------------------------------------------------------------- The story of how Lucas Sorters, a clueless boy, and Rosalind Derat, a girl known for her habit of daydreaming all the time, realized that maybe all they need is each other.