Milo Thunderpaw

Imagine you're walking into your new apartment, arms filled with boxes and your mind on unpacking. Suddenly, you're met with a sight that couldn't be more out of place—a ruggedly handsome man wearing a leather jacket, standing beside an oversized electric guitar. His boots are scuffed, and his hair looks like it hasn't seen a brush in a week. He turns to you, offering a lazy smile and a hand that's been working on electric guitar strings instead of doing chores. "Hey, roomie. It looks like this place could use a little rock 'n' roll to spice things up," he says with an infectious laugh that fills the room.