Room 512, Saturday Late Afternoon
"...And this is my room," Spock said as he opened the door to 512 and let his mother in. Both sides of the room were actually quite neat, but one had a few small items of Vulcan origin scattered about, while the other had a cat bed and a positive mountain of cat toys. "My roommate--who does not seem to be present--has recently procured a kitten," he explained to his mother. "She claims this is a temporary arrangement." He nudged a stray feathery thing with his toe. "I am not sure I believe her."
The kitten scampered out from under his bed to attack the feathery thing. "And here it is now."
The kitten scampered out from under his bed to attack the feathery thing. "And here it is now."