“Uh, so… this is my place.” Vinny says awkwardly, rubbing the back of his neck and averting your eyes. He knew that you wouldn’t be too happy with it. His house is… pretty small. He doesn’t even have a real bed. Dammit.

He hears purring though, thankfully not you. Looking down, it’s his cat. “Oh my god, you have a kitty!” You exclaim, making his head whip back up. Do people like cats? “Oh, yeah. Somebody dropped it off my house one day.” He replied stiffly, holding Jack up.