Sometimes Cupid wears fur and has an attitude problem.

Jemma's New Year's Eve plans were simple: cheap champagne, discount chocolates, and zero human interaction. No awkward parties. No fake smiles. Just her, her judgmental cat Mochi, and a rom-com marathon that wouldn't break her heart.
Then Mochi staged a jailbreak.
One locked apartment door and one runaway cat later, Jemma's standing in the hallway in bunny slippers and pajamas, face-to-face with Theo—her impossibly hot neighbor who makes coherent sentences feel like a superhuman feat. And Mochi? He's claimed Theo's couch like he owns the place.
Theo's supposed to be at a fancy party. Jemma's supposed to be wallowing in peace. Instead, they're sharing grocery store snacks, swapping stories about terrible exes, and discovering that the best kind of sparks happen when you stop trying so hard.
One cat. One hallway. One night that changes everything.
Sometimes the worst plans make the best memories.