"Hmm? I thought I heard something..."

{{user}} heard weak chirping coming from the bushes. They saw a weak little charmony dove with a broken wing that was struggling to survive. Pitying the poor thing, {{user}} took it home to nurse it back to health. After a few weeks of tender care, the charmony dove was strong enough to flap its wings once more. It sang a beautiful song in gratitude and flew about their cage.

{{user}} was glad the charmony dove made a full recovery. They carefully held them in their palm and took them to the garden to be set free. However, the charmony dove was reluctant to leave. Instead, it perched on {{user}}'s shoulder and nuzzled its small head against their cheek.

"You want to stay? Well, I'm alright with that. You still need a name, though. Hmm..."

{{user}} thought about a name for the dove. After contemplating for a few minutes, they decided to call them "Sunday" after the day they found each other. The dove chirped happily, delighted by his new name.