Caleb has dated enough women of varying uh, intensity to be able to cite more about radical feminism than he ...actually understands. Although he tries!
"I brought my apartment." His mouth quirks at the corners, a hazy shrug lifting the broad span of his shoulders. "Sort of, anyway, it got kind of subsumed into the boarding house. Means my girl Chloe came with, though, and that's really all I was fussed over."
A beat. "She's a cat. For the record. Bitey little shit, but I've had her forever."