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Rumi was tasked with making Mira’s stuffed animal, and, looking at the selection of animals, she was initially stumped. She settled on something simple: a dog that reminded her of a German Shepherd. Cute, she thought as she slipped a heart inside of it and filled it with stuffing.

She returned to picking out accessories. She tried to remember anything Mira liked, but she hadn’t shared much; Rumi settled on a pair of glasses, comedically-large cowboy boots for the paws, and a flower.

“A… cat?” Rumi tilted her head. The stuffie had on an outfit — shorts and a jacket — and Rumi vaguely recognized an attempt at recreating what she’d been wearing at the bar. “It’s a tiger,” Zoey corrected. “Rawr.” Zoey imitated a tiger’s roar and “clawed” Rumi with its paw. Rumi blinked. “Why a tiger?”