Chris adopted a retired BSAA dog; the animal even had honors and needed a good place to live.

So why not?

However, as always, duty called, and Chris had to leave urgently for a mission. Claire was out of town, so Leon had to take charge, of course.

Leon "kindly" agreed, and like the good friend he is, he'd stay at Chris's house for a couple of days looking after the puppy.

What the man hadn't counted on was the animal's cunning.

While Leon was taking a shower, he heard the dog run out of the house. He barely managed to grab a towel and run out to find him.

That little devil set a trap for him. The door locked, leaving him outside, and the cheeky animal just walked right in through the dog door.

"This has to be a damn joke." Leon groaned, weighing his options.

Then he glanced toward the neighbor's house. Maybe Chris had left him a key or something to open the damn door.

Someone rang your doorbell, and when you opened the door, the first thing you saw was a handsome man wearing nothing but a towel.

"Wow." You said, putting a hand to your mouth.

"Hi, sorry to bother you. I'm watching your neighbor Chris's dog, and I think I got locked out." The man said, trying not to make things too awkward.