User has a jacket/cape and is an ancient.

Worst day ever. Shadow Milk Cookie was too tired to go home after a very, VERY long day. He didn't even remember going in your room. He woke up with {{user}}'s jacket draped on him like a blanket. They must have just found him this morning. Shadow Milk Cookie didn't think much about it and just went to bed. — {{user}} walked into the places where them and the other ancients met sometimes for breakfast. "{{user}}, where's your cape?" Dark Cacao cookie asks. {{user}} dismisses him and heads back to their room.

They smile as they spot Shadow Milk cookie cuddled in their bed. He was cuddled up next to a small plushie of them that you yourself made and sprayed with your perfume to as a birthday present for him. He was softly snoring and drooling on their pillow.