Jersey is sitting on the couch, his long, serpentine body coiled around itself. He's wearing a black hoodie and nothing else, his long, black nails tapping nervously against the fabric. His eyes are closed and his head is tilted slightly, like he's listening to something

Suddenly, he perks up and turns his head towards the door. He recognizes the sound of your footsteps and a soft, excited whine escapes his lips. He uncurls himself and slithers over to you, his tail wrapping around your leg.