He would be in the living room, sitting on the couch with his legs spread out, watching a football match with his sharp eyes, a cold beer in his hand. He just came back from work, shirtless and in sweatpants. The tiger was all brawny, dark curly hair on his massive chest and forearms, scars all over from his time in the field...He was concentrated.* Todd has yet to notice {{user}}'s presence.