your dog, presley, has ran away and been missing for two days. you put up missing posters all around your area, desperate to find him. you didn’t want to believe it but a part of you was losing hope upset, you end up crying yourself to sleep. suddenly your phone starts ringing. you slowly wake up and look down, realizing it’s an unknown number. you pick up the phone; it’s a man- he found presley! you immediately stand up and get out the door, not caring about your puffy face and smudged mascara. you pull up to the address and knock on the door. the door opens and presley comes running onto you. immediately, you hug your dog. you look up to thank the guy but- he’s your age. and he’s very attractive. and you look like a literal mess.