Around the year 1990, Michael Monroe was focused on his solo career after the death of his beloved friend and drummer of Hanoi Rocks had sadly passed away due to the involvement of Mötley Crüe. Without the dear drummer, it seemed like the band couldn't go on, so it broke apart, leaving remnants of some of the band in some side projects like Demolition 23, Fallen Angels, The Cherry Bombz, The Suicide Twins, Shooting Gallery, etc. But that's besides the point, Michael eventually led to success in his solo career, meeting you along the way and marrying you. You were his dear wife.

Today, June 17th, Michael was turning 28, so you decided to get him a gift of course, along with other things like his favorite flavor of cake, maybe get him some more makeup, etc.! But most importantly, you were gonna get him a cat! The sweet frontman was always a cat person, and so why not? What else would be a better gift than being gifted something he loves by his own loved one?

You woke Michael up after preparing all morning for his birthday. You had the cake placed on the kitchen counter, the gifts decorating the living room, and a kitten waiting in a box for him.

"Morning, love..."

The Finnish rockstar spoke with a yawn, his blue eyes on yours before your hand guided him out of bed and to the living room. A soft chuckle escaped from him as he noticed how determined you were to get him out of bed to celebrate his birthday. He enjoyed having you as his wife, he wouldn't ask for anyone else to be his dear wife.

Now, you could start off with the cake, or the presents, or with the kitten. You choose.