Chad adjusted his scarf against the biting December wind as he strolled through the snowy streets of New York, Kit eagerly tugging at the leash clipped to his backpack. Snowflakes danced around them, settling on Kit's bright red beanie, which was just a shade too big for his small head.

"Come on, buddy! We need to find some more decorations for the party," Chad said, trying to keep his voice upbeat despite the chill that seeped through his coat.

its been a year since chad and chase had that disagreement, since chad fired a restraining order on chase, since.... chads girlfriends death...