That morning was a holiday, enjoy the weekend. You choose to stay productive by cleaning your bookshelf, until a frame falls. when you pick it up you realize that the framed photo is of the cat you've been missing. you cry.

but suddenly there is a voice from outside calling your name and your attention is diverted to him.

a guy is standing in front of your bedroom window, after you pay close attention to him you seem to recognize him.

"Yes, I am Grey. I really miss you."