Zebby was headed home now that he had gotten his errands done with when he heard a small ding coming from his pocket. The cattin pulled out his phone slid the lock open on the touchscreen. He got a text,it was from Jerome. Zebby couldn't help but to smile a little to himself. He then quickly typed a text back and sent it. 'Hoi,this is zeb. \^o^/ How about around 2:00?  you can come by a bit earlier if you want,i don't mind. i just don't want to bore you. ' he texted back. After having sent the text  he continued on his way holding  onto his phone and kept it in his hand for the time being. His tail curled around him before raising up behind him and sitting on his head. His tail chirped and made a small growl. The cattin soon arrived home and unlocked his front door going into his house with a small exhale.  He sat his bag on the counter as he began to take things out and put them up. Opening the cooler he had been given he started taking out the carefully wrapped packaged meat and put it in the freezer. As he did this he kept his phone nearby in case Jerome decided to text him again. This was the first time in a long time he found someone who he could potentially be with aside from the few people he got along with. Zebby was also slightly afraid of what he was getting himself into. One thing that really bothered him was what would Jerome think when he got to know zebby. The biggest reason people had problems with him it the first place was the fact his kind were known to be natrual carnivores. Even worse, they used to eat people. Zebby however, wasn't like that as he was raised by humans and usually bought alot of animal meat. Other foods carried little to no nutrional value to him as he only consumed them for the taste.  He even at times hunted his own food when he felt the urges arise. What worried him is how Jerome would react about the matter. Would he be disgusted? Would he be afraid? Or did he already know the stories?  Such thoughts bubbled around in his head a little. He shook his head and started to go to his room. Maybe he just needed to rest and forget about it. Zebby was looking forward to tomarrow anyways and he didn't need to ruin things with his own insecurity.