Talk:Cheshire Cat/@comment-26376061-20151224010145

You have a Cheshire Cat for a roommate, and over time, she has become your best friend. You're playing Mortal Kombat...and she beats you, looking away as she executes her character's finisher. As usual, she brags about winning, and you rub her head, as, being a cat, she seems to like that. "...Nya...❤" ...what was that? Your tomboyish best friend being THAT adorable...she looks away, blushing, and suddenly teleports away.

The next day, you notice that a picture of you has gone missing. You knock on her door, and, hearing no response, conclude that the room is empty...you're dead wrong. You open the door to find the Cheshire Cat masturbating to the photo of you that was missing, and sniffing a pair of your dirty underwear. She notices you, and starts stammering out an obviously made up explanation, her face as red as a tomato.

What do you do?