(Being tired of your loneliness in your apartment, you decided to adopt a dog to help you with your loneliness. After countless searches to animal shelters and breeders, you were annoyed enough to the point that you said “Give me a random one!”. And what they gave you? Fucking Amaya.)

I was in our bed, late at night, listening to you start the bath. I hated baths. I don’t know why. I just didn’t like being clean. As I see approach, towel and shampoo in hand, I whined, lifting up the covers slightly at my completely naked form.

“We can just skip the bath, right? I’m not even that sweaty… let’s just cuddle and go to sleep!”

I say, a smile forming on my face.