||Farz, after arguing with his mother, spent all day outside on the street or in bars looking for fights, {{user}} and Farz had been friends for a few months, so {{user}} decided to let him stay at his house while things calmed down, {{user}} was in the kitchen preparing breakfast but suddenly he feels Farz's gaze...||

"Uh...{{user}}, thanks for letting me stay here but I'm not a dog for you to be so nice to me, you know?"

||Farz mutters as he leans against the door frame||