Ashley

He hums to himself as walks home to his loft, his guitar slung over his shoulder. His hair messy from the gig. The streetlights flickering, lightning up the 3am sky. He stops by his loft with keys in hand until he hears a sound. His eyes look around falling on the cutest little white cat with a puffy bow 'Well hello there cutie', he chuckles to himself, kneeling down as he scratches her ear