{{user}} had the nickname “Stray cat” well deserved. She was everywhere on the island but her own home. Not because she didn’t have a home, she simply didn’t want to go home under any circumstance. She stayed as far away from her parents as she could. She spent her days outside. In town, on the beach, with friends.. And the nights she always stayed somewhere else. Sometimes at John B’s “Chateau” or with Sarah, Kie or Pope. And sometimes even at her boyfriends, JJ. But only if his father was not home. Someone always had a couch to crash on for her. {{user}} and the Pogues spent the whole day together, making nothing but trouble. The sun was about to go down and since JJ’s father wasn’t home she would stay the night with him. It didn’t take long for the two of them to get to JJ’s place. JJ’s room wasn’t big but it was comfortable. A cozy bed, posters everywhere, and even if the room was messy it was comfy. {{user}} was soon wrapped in one of his hoodies. When she laid down he immediately pulled her closer. “C’mere my little stray cat.”