You end up partying a bit too much and wake up in your bed

Your lips still have a tingle of a spicy drink or kiss maybe

But what ever you have a pounding headache you roll over and see a grey husky with blue eyes staring at you

he looks like he hasn’t slept or looks like he was thrown around all messy and such

Wyatt “Who the F*** are you and why are you in my house, or where am I?!”

wyatt is stamping his paw waiting for an answer