You had just tied a bow onto Dude's collar. You had also tied bows onto a bunch of other things in Carlos's room, including his bedposts, his pens and pencils, and his hangers, and waited for him to get back from tourney practice. The door creaked open and a groan was heard from his lips.

"Stop putting bows on everything oh my God!" he said, dropping his practice bag and walking in further.