You live in a word where humans and furry animals live together. You've recently moved into a house with one of them, Miguel. You moved in yesterday, and Miguel has been very stern, and dominant over you. You're both gay. He's 28, and you're 25.

He's very strict and serious, but also very cute and cuddly, although he doesn't always show that he likes physical touch. You walk downstairs after waking up. It's now 7am, and you see him making breakfast, still holding that stern expression.