As modest as Davina desired desperately to be as Adam's host and future housemate, there was no getting around the fact at how grand her home is not in terms of size and scale but in elegance and detail, of which is commented upon by Adam resulting in the already nervous doe to blush underneath her fur. Davina's home is a mere two-story building with a basement that is used solely for storage. There is long yard leading up to her home that is lined by a marbled path with overhanging trees forming a natural tunnel to her front entrance the house itself is surrounded by a miniature of forest of trees with another pathway leading away from the house to an opening possessing a pristine and large pond with a long wooden dock and is nearly encircled by a multitude of various flowers. The house itself is made entirely of a dark hue of wood in the shape that is reminiscent of a traditional human log cabin.

Inside, Davina's house was very simplistic compared to what one would expect a well-known pop singer to have. Upon entering, Adam is greeted with the sight of a front entrance with a high ceiling with a chandelier ornamenting. Hugging against the walls on the left and right are two smooth wooden stairs leading to and overlook with a door in between them leading to Davina's bedroom and a door immediately to the right at the top of the right staircase leading to a large bathroom and one immediately to the left at the top of the left staircase leading to a room filled with electronic equivalents of instruments along with a lone grand piano. Between the staircases and the overlook is a short hallway with a door on the left side leading to the basement, which is merely a carpeted storage room. The hallway leads to a formal kitchen with multiple cabinets, an expensive and luxurious looking dishwasher, dryer, washer, sink, and granite countertop as well as a refrigerator that may as well be classified as being the jumbo version of whatever the standard size is considered to be and a very spacious pantry. Immediately across from the kitchen is a family room that is equipped with a large, thin, wall-mounted television with shelves filled with a large assortment of books of various kinds contained within a large number of bookshelves that one would assume that the living room was combined with a miniature library, a long leather (or at least something similar in appearance to it) couch positioned in front of the television and a lone reclining chair with a desk lamb beside it.

"Well, that's it. Do you have any questions, Adam?" Although Davina did give Adam a decent tour of her house, she purposefully avoided going into her bedroom as well as the basement and bathroom, both of which she did feel where necessary to go into. As for her own bedroom, despite having an unnatural trust for her newfound human friend, Davina did not feel comfortable having anyone beside herself in her bedroom, especially someone of the opposite sex, even if the said male was being taken on a tour through her house.

"Well, just one. I noticed that you don't have any guest bedrooms. So, I guess that I am wondering where you would, um, want me to sleep." Adam blushes having not been fully accustomed to being around Davina, considering they have only meet a little over an hour ago.

Let me be! Let me be! You'll never see me cry!

The sound of assumingly Davina's ringtone going off silences and abruptly interrupts whatever reply she was going to give Adam. "Sorry." With swiftness akin to second nature, Davina pulls out her smartphone and answers the call. "This is Gazelle….Oh, hey, Mike! How's one of my favorite lions doing?...Rehearsal? What do you mean re—Oh! Oh! I'm sorry! I'm so sorry! I almost forgot about it!...No! No! I'm one hundred percent fine. I just, um," she glances at Adam who is patiently and eagerly waiting for Davina to finish her call. "ran into an old friend of mine today and the thing simply slipped my mind….No! No! You didn't interrupt anything, Mike….You guys have been waiting how long?...Alright, I'll be there in a few minutes….Alright, bye!" She ends the call on her phone and places it back into her pocket.

"Sounds like that you have a performance or something to get to."

"I do. I'm really sorry to just bolt on you like this, Adam, but I need to rehearse before the show tonight." The humanoid doe looks saddened by the cellular reminder given by one of her co-preforming dancers.

Putting a comforting hand on the diva's shoulder, Adam gives a reassuring smile to her. "It's nothing to worry about, Davina. After all, I'm still going to be here when you return."

"Wait. You're not going?"

He chuckles lightly to himself. "I'm a human remember." The predetermined concept of what a human is slipped from Davina's mind and it did not help that he is still in the same garments as she first saw him wearing. "I would love to see your performance but at the same time I do not want to unintentionally cause it to end early because I spook someone from my…unusual appearance."

"I wish you didn't say that about yourself." She mutters to herself but unfortunately Adam still manages to hear her.

"Wish I didn't say what?"

Davina shakes her head. "It's nothing, just thinking out loud. Anyway, you can still watch my performance on the TV. They should be airing it live on Channel 27 at 10:00." She gives Adam a quick hug and peck on the cheek before dashing out the door but not before waving to her human friend.

"Alright, be safe, Davina!" His words seem to strike a euphoria of confidence and reassurance to the doe.

"Don't worry! I will!" With that she exits her home and the door closes shut.

Immediately after Davina leaves his direct line of sight, Adam gently strokes the cheek where the cervine singer kissed in both glee and surprise. He is more than happy that he has someone supporting him as well as someone to call a friend. Nevertheless, at the same time, the last human is surprised by the sudden kiss from the admittedly gorgeous doe but it is a mere short-lived sensation of surprise.

Looking at the clock on the microwave, Adam notices that it is 7:49. So, there is a little more than two hours until Davina's performance will be on. Although his curiosity urges him to explore Davina's home in more detail, his fear of her reaction to him doing such is what makes this idea to be quickly dismissed. He could browse through the different channels on Davina's television; however, he does not loose track of time and miss the beginning of his newfound friend's performance. So, what is there to do?

Adam lies down on the couch with both hands behind his head trying to contemplate this very question. A thud draws his attention to the floor. Reaching down, he picks up the Proto X phone. "I wonder if this thing actually works"

Pressing the button with the generic power symbol on it, instead of being present with a logo or unique power-up animation or display, the screen first displays the following:

Optimization of satellite-synchronization has failed. The current network system cannot properly work with this device. You are attempting to synchronize a 512-bit device with a 64-bit network. Would you like to reconfigure this device from 512-bit operating system to a 64-bit operating system?

Following this text is a simple yes or no selection-option. Adam's eyes widen greatly upon reading "512-bit operating system" but he rationalizes it as the reason why the phone is named "Proto X". Considering that he would never see to need to use such an advanced operating system, he selects the yes option, which prompts a loading screen with a progress-bar for less than ten seconds before saying complete. The device turns off and restarts itself in order to optimally incorporate the alterations to the operating system; however, to Adam, this seems like the phone simply blinked for a fraction of a second before it displays a screen that one would find with any standard smartphone before a second later a popup screen appears confirming that the alteration was successful.

When Adam selects the "OK" box another one appears in its place saying the following:

The applications on this device are no longer supported and/or have been discontinued. Would like to replace them with the default equivalents?

Again, the following text is a simple yes or no selection option. Seeing no point in having anything that would no longer work on the phone, Adam presses the yes selection-box. A download screen first says that "downloading 1 of 106 apps" before spinning rapidly through 1 to 106 like a stopwatch timing milliseconds before saying its done.

Without warning another screen pops up, this time it does not give any options for Adam. It merely says the following:

Optimizing Interactive AI Program. Approximate Time: 3 days.

"Well, I guess that I'm not going to pass the time with this." Adam mutters out loud to himself setting the smartphone on the table in front of the couch. Then, a thought crosses his mind from a forgotten memory. It was an old hobby of his: writing. It did not need to be a poem, story, or song as long as it was at least something to preoccupy his mind from boredom.

Now Adam is faced with a question that he is unable to ask Davina for. Where does she keep her pencils and paper? Looking through the drawers in the kitchen, Adam eventually found a sharpened pencil and lets his brain take him to wherever it leads him.

After writing for feels like multiple hours, Adam feels satisfied with what he has written. To be honest, he actually wrote lyrics to a song in his in a matter of, roughly, two hours. Checking the clock he finds to his surprise that it is already 9:56. Putting the pencil and paper down, Adam grabs the remote from the table in front of him and turns the television on and changes it to Channel 27.

"Hello there, Zootopia! We are less than four minutes away from Gazelle's concert. In fact, Greg, correct me if I'm wrong, she has given out free tickets to this concert to as many animals in Zootopia as that can fit in the stadium where her performance will be held."

…

It is almost midnight when Davina finally steps through the front door to which Adam greats her with a hug. "That was an amazing performance, Davina!"

Although she has been complimented an uncountable number of times by just as uncountable number of fans, it is an entirely different experience to have someone who has never heard her music before thinks she did amazing is almost embarrassing as when animals that she has never seen before come up to her telling her how much they loved her music. To be honest, Davina was always aiming to be a professional singer but she never expected to gain such popularity from it. It actually makes seeing her parents virtually impossible now without being swarmed by fans and those working for the news media. "Um, thanks, Adam." She tries to hide her blush.

"So, what did you do before my performance was aired?"

"Um, just some lyrics for a some song." Adam's once confident expression turns into nervousness and embarrassment. "It's nothing special."

This peaks Davina's curiosity. "Can you show me?"

This makes Adam's face become as red as a ripened tomato. "Um, it is not that good. Aren't you tired?"

Sadly for Adam, his attempt to bring attention away from his recently written lyrics is successful with Davina and only succeeds in making her more curious. "I don't have anything scheduled for tomorrow and I was hoping to learn what a human actually is. That and I am eager to see what you have written."

Sighing in defeat with his head down, Adam looks up at Davina only to find a cute pouting expression with an exaggeration that only a professional actress can hope to replicate. "Alright."

"Yes!" Her facial façade is dropped instantaneously and Adam cannot help but to chuckle to himself as to see the popular diva star having such a childish and schoolgirl (or school-she-fawn) side and smiles before ushering her to follow him into her living room where he left his lyrical writing.

Taking her high heels (or high paws/hooves) off, Davina situates herself on her couch and grabs his writing from the table. Seeing Adam still standing beside the couch with face that is filled with hesitation, she gestures him to take a seat next to her by patting on the unoccupied spot on the couch next to her. Seeing no reason to refuse, Adam does as such.

As her eyes scan the lyrics written by her human housemate, Davina's eyes transition from being filled with sheer curiosity and excitement to being dumbfounded and amazed. "Adam…this is amazing!"

"R-Really?!" Adam has a difficult time believing that something he wrote simply to relieve boredom would catch so much of the cervine diva's interest.

"Yes! I absolutely love this! We can go on stage together and…" Before Davina can get into her excitement-induced rambling, her human companion raises a hand up to stop.

"You know that I cannot show my face to everyone. I'm a human. People will only be afraid of me." Feeling the world and its cruelty creeping upon him, Adam grabs his legs and hugs them tightly to his chest.

"I'm not afraid of you."

"I know that or else we wouldn't be talking right now. I mean everyone else. They only see humans as the stuff of nightmares and horrifying tales. It's not as if that's going to change."

Looking at the lyrics in her hooves and the depressed state of her human friend, Davina was not satisfied with the fact that Adam would not be able to show his talents to the modern world simply due to some primordial and subconscious fear. Grabbing his cheeks with her free hoof, Davina forces Adam to look directly at her in the eyes as Adam merely reciprocates with confusion as to the dramatic action taken by the doe. "Well, hiding in my home will only assure that, Adam."

The following weeks are spent trying to establish appropriate instrumentals to go with the lyrics and getting her friends who agreed to play the drum, bass guitar, and electric guitar comfortable being around Adam. Because, even though they are aware that Adam is harmless on many levels, there is still that primal fear of humans that animals possess that is akin to being uncomfortable in an unfamiliar place in complete darkness. Nevertheless, Davina's friends were able to be comfortable around Adam to the degree that it would not hinder or ruin their performance. Finally, the new song made by Adam and Davina making the lyrics and instrumentals respectively was ready for its winter debut in Zootopia.