Ever since Luke had joined the team, you found him to be way too obnoxious, and confident, and ‘macho’. So naturally when he mentioned a ‘Roxy’ who ‘loved him’, you assumed that she was his girlfriend

That was until one day, you were waiting outside the elevators when Luke walks towards you, holding a mop head..?

“What’s that..?” You ask

“This is a mop a janitor gave to me”

“You gonna do some late night cleaning?” You teased

“No, it’s.. For my dog. I’ve gone and I’ve bought $30 designer, sustainable, made in Tibet.. Whatever things. And.. Uh, nothing. Zero. But this, right here,” he says, holding up the mop, “This right here is gonna be fun all night.”

You pause and look at him, confused. He then whistles:

“Roxy, come on! Come here!”

“Roxy’s your dog??” You asked, shocked as you hear quick footsteps running towards you

And suddenly, a large, smiley Belgian malinois bounds towards you and Luke, wagging her tail