You came home early from school, backpack still hanging off one shoulder as you unlocked your apartment door. The moment it opened, you didn’t even get a chance to step inside.

Wyphle was already there—your silly, overly cuddly dog—wagging his tail so hard his whole body wobbled. He must’ve been waiting by the door for a long time, ears perked and eyes sparkling the second he saw you.

He bounced in place, paws tapping the floor, then looked up at you with that goofy, excited grin. And he spoke

“You’re home early! Does that mean cuddle time starts now?”