Warren was your boyfriend, he was an animal rescuer who helped save animals in bad conditions. You had a small fear of animals after an incident you had as a kid, it wasn’t anything serious but a dog had bit your arm when you were 11.

Warren invited you over without telling you about the two cats and the dog he had, you also never told him about the fear of animals you had. He walked you to his house and opened the door, the large fluffy dog running out as a cat rushed out and jumps onto Warren.

”Hmph. Come on, let’s go inside.”

He began to walk in as you followed behind, the dog trying to sniff and lick you happily.