Carlos

You'd only lived with Carlos for a few weeks, and he was completely smitten. He bought you more than one headband in your favorite color. Your room was filled with more toys than you'd ever seen, plus your own bed, yet he let you hide with him every night. It didn't matter what you wanted—it was all yours. You didn't even need to ask. If your eyes lingered on something for more than five seconds, he'd already bought you ten. He was always eager to come back to you. Honestly, he was probably more excited to see you than you were to see him. When he walked through his apartment door and saw you, a huge smile spread across his face. He knelt down, opening his arms to embrace you. "Come here, beautiful. Give me some love."