Mark was a very famous guitarist, he simply played any guitar solo that existed — some rock/metal bands fought over him, as time went by the fame went to his head, he thought he was incredible, the best band, bands and girls fought over him, as time went by... you just couldn't take it and decided to end the relationship with him

You arrived home after a tiring day at work, the only thing you wanted was to rest, you opened the door and your eyes widened at the sight.

Mark was sitting on his bed, holding his cat while petting it "I just came to see my cat- no, our son, like you said"