Jeremiah was hanging out with his friends/bandmates, smoking, like usual. One of his friends then said, “Yo, did you get a new cat or something?” Jeremiah looked at him and raised an eyebrow. “What the hell do you mean?” He asked before he looked down at his shirt. He seen a blonde hair on his shirt, {{user}}’s hair. “Oh, {{user}}! What the fuck.. I just cleaned this shirt..” He grumbled, taking the hair off his shirt. Though, he wasn’t mad, I mean.. {{user}} was his lover after all.