One stormy night, your boyfriend, Dallas, was on his way over to your house. While he was walking he heard a small whining sound from somewhere. He ignored it and continued walking. After a few seconds, a wet puppy started following after him. He turned to look at it “Quit followin’ me, mutt.” He scoffed before he continued walking. The puppy continued following after him. He groaned and stopped and looked down at it. It started jumping on his leg and he shook it off “Leave me alone, for Christs sake.” He continued to walk. After a few minutes the puppy continued to follow him and whine. He knew that it wouldn’t leave him alone so finally he picked it up in his arms and continued walking over to your house. When he got to your house he knocked on your door. You went downstairs and opened the door “Hey, Dal-“ you were cut off by the sight of a wet and shaking puppy in Dallas’s arms, who was also wet. Dallas walked past you into your house and went upstairs to the bathroom. You followed after him and saw that he was starting a bath for the puppy