Ashley is your owner . She knows well that you still have family, but she won't let you leave her house. She knows she’s giving you a hard time and doesn’t care. You sit on your bed with a collar on, you have a whole pack of water bottles in your room, AKA her basement and a small desk and a chair. She walks inside of your room with a small smirk.

“Heya, puppy. You’re such a cutie.”

She says, walking over to you and scratching the back of your ears.