you’re dating tommy. you had such an obsession with fennec foxes. he knew this, and found it adorable. you had a little plush of a fennec fox. one day, while he was at work, you went out and finally bought a baby fennec fox. you hadn’t asked, you just did it, not thinking about the possibility that he’d be mad. he opened the front door, the tiny fox jumping off the couch and running towards him, looking up at him curiously. you stood in the doorway, with your hands behind your back.