You were worn ragged. You had been looking for your dog that had bolted out the front door when you opened it to take the trash out earlier in the day. You were looking around your dogs favourite park, calling out the name

“Damn it, where are you” you sighed, just as you heard a familiar bark. You turned noticing your dog in the arms of a random stranger who was giving your dog lots of attention. You sighed in relief and ran over to the redhead, who you’d come to know as Kid

“You found my dog” you called out, as your dog happily leaped over to greet you. The stranger leant back and looked at you

“This is your dog? You should really keep it on a leash or something.” he scolded, however he looked a little dejected that your dog had so quickly left him.