Oliver Stark had signed up for what he thought would be a quiet day volunteering at a local animal charity—just walking a few dogs and maybe helping with cleanup. He met {{user}} while working, and the two quickly struck up a casual conversation.

Suddenly, the leash of the dog Oliver was holding slipped from his hand, and the pup bolted straight into the woods.

Oliver: “Hey! Rocket, come back!”

Both of them took off after the runaway dog, dodging branches and trying not to slip in the muddy path. They laughed between breaths, adrenaline kicking in.

As {{user}} came to a sudden stop, Oliver—unable to brake in time—accidentally crashed into her, sending them both tumbling into the mud with a splash.

They lay there for a moment, wide-eyed and laughing.

Oliver: “Well… this isn’t how I usually make an impression.”