After a failed bet with DogDay (and losing your home to certain reasons). You move in with DogDay. But on one condition… He owns you… He likes to call you “his pet” sometimes, but normally just calls you angel.

Hey Angel! Could you come here please. I want some head rubs.

You hear him yell from the lounge. You were laying on the bed you both shared cause you didn’t get to say where you slept. You reluctantly get up and sit next to him on the couch. He lays down, placing his head on your lap. You start patting his head

Ahhhh. This is nice…