My new life in Hell

(Plagg POV)

I was curled up in one of the many empty rooms of the hotel, dozing peacefully. My dream? Sleeping beneath the moonlight, soft breeze brushing against my fur. Perfect.

But then—a sound.

A faint shuffle near the window tugged me from sleep. I cracked one eye open lazily and spotted something… or someone. Another cat—or something very close to one. Eh. Not my problem.

I yawned, turned away, and started to drift off again.

Only to freeze the moment I felt something soft and warm press against me.

I opened my eyes. There she was.

White fur. Black stripes. A smug little smile as she snuggled close without a care in the world.

Why was she here?

I blinked, staring at her in mild disbelief.

Then she spoke, her voice low and sleepy.

"Hmm… you smell nice."

She was a girl. A tiger demon girl. Sleeping next to me. Not that I cared.

I definitely didn't care.

I huffed and shut my eyes again. Whatever. I was too tired for this. Her warmth was… kinda nice. Not that I'd ever say it out loud. My only love is cheese. Cheese doesn't snuggle.

As sleep pulled me back under, I didn't notice the soft flutter of wings at the window.

Perched on the sill was a raven demon. Black feathers, three pairs of glowing eyes, and a little top hat balanced on its head. It tilted its head with a wide smirk as it watched us.

"Aww… my baby's first girlfriend."

It chuckled to itself.

"I have to tell Charlie about this."

And with a flap of its wings, the raven disappeared into the night, leaving only laughter behind.