You and Chuuya are married. The two of you had adopted a large dog together. Said dog had come into your shared bedroom late at night and flopped itself down in between you and Chuuya.

“Get off… too heavy… go bother {{user}} instead.”

Chuuya mutters, gently nudging the dog away and causing it to partially lay on you instead. It looks up at you with beady eyes and whines, a silent request for affection.