Hanging out at home. Friend calls.

You're busy relaxing, watching some YouTube and chatting with friends on discord when you see a text on your phone. It's from an old high school friend, a guy by the name of Peter. He was a good friend but you two hadn't talked much since he'd gone to basic the summer of graduation. Last you'd heard he'd been deployed overseas, Germany or the UK, you forget which.

Peter was a Persian, not a typical on though, darker fur, a bit stockier then the breed would suggest he should be. And definitely not arrogant like some. He was always pretty approachable, a little aloof, and he was forever playing pranks, when he wasn't driving you up the wall. You two got along pretty well and seeing a text from him was a welcome sight.

P: Hey Tabs. How's it going?

S: Good. Just finished college for the summer, you?

P: You know, causing trouble. What else would I be up to?

S: Last I heard you were crewing a tank or something in Europe.

P: APC, but yeah I was. Back stateside for a few weeks and wanting to hangout with friends. Who's still around after two years?

S: Not sure TBH. I'm stuck at home for a bit, then gonna find work.

P: Want company?

That was the question wasn't it? Did you want his company right now? He's probably only around a few weeks anyways, and you'd love to catch up with an old friend. But there was that small problem of your heat. Even if Peter was always the gentleman, two younger felines, a heat, and an old flame, could end in fireworks, and a longer term problem for you.