Without a clear view of his face, Shirigana had no idea he had been healed. However, he did feel a lot better than he did just a while ago. "Aren't you sweet?" He asked, holding Fluffy close. He never thought he'd like cats this much. Soon the elevator opened. Shirigana stepped out, walked to the ninth door on his right, set down Fluffy to grab his key, and opened the door. Within was his living room, a place with a hammock near the far wall. Close to the hammock was a door that led to Shirigana's bathroom. A large TV and a small comfortable couch dwelled on the left wall and center of the room respectively. On the same wall the entrance was built into was a staircase that led to a second floor. On the second floor was a much smaller TV and an armchair that only one person could fit in at a time. There were also three doors set into the wall here. The middle door led to a medium-sized kitchen that doubled as a dining room. (Shirigana eats on the couch anyway) The door on the left was Shirigana's room, the master bedroom. On the right was the guest room. "I don't really have cat food." Shirigana began. "But you can eat anything in the fridge. Lucky for you I have leftover chinese food."