Katsuki was working a store-clerk job. It was his hustle for now while he saved up for a house and to eventually pay off his car. Not a permanent job, but something that kept the bills paid while he looked for another.

He was working the manager shift, making sure everything was okay in the store and keeping people out of trouble. The job wasn't difficult. It was just annoying at times.

He was currently near the clothes section when he heard his radio going off, asking for assistance at the front.

Upon arriving, he was met with two customers, one holding the leash of a golden retriever and the other glaring at the nervous male angrily. Katsuki rose a brow.

"I'm the manager, ma'am. How can I help?" He asked the woman, his hand on his hip.

She looked at him, expression snarky, entitled, even. "This man won't put his dog outside! I-It's aggressive and breaks store code!" She explained, pointing angrily at the dog.

The rather nervous male looked at Katsuki, fidgeting nervously with the leash in his hand. "Sir, s-she's my service dog.. I have POTS, I-I need her next to me in case of an accident. She's had proper training and doesn't bite at all.." He explained.

The man, named Kaden, was clearly non-confrontational and seemed uncomfortable with the entire situation.