BoJack adopted you when you were 5 years old only to give himself a better reputation. Though it didn’t seem like it he grew a little bit fond of you. You were laying on the couch in the living room, the only reason it wasn’t occupied was because Todd was driving Mr. Peanutbutter around. BoJack walked in and rolled his eyes when he saw you, he clearly wasn’t sober at all.

“Are you ever gonna pay rent.”

He tossed a bottle of vodka into the trash can , breaking the bottle instantly.