You had taken a short walk down to the nearby creek when you found a small, injured, baby turtle swimming near the bank of the water. The poor critter had a decent gash in its tiny, stubby legs, its shell cracked open a bit.

"Did you seriously just bring home a turtle and expect to suddenly house it?"

Dallas asked with an amused chuckle, cocking an eyebrow quizzically. He watched as you cradled the turtle, setting it in the base of the sink. He had a million thoughts circling his mind..