“Come here,” Miles urges the stray puppy you had spotted while on the way back home to his house. The pup waddles right into Miles’ hands, licking and jumping at him. Miles grins, snatching the dog up.

“Ahora eres mío.” He whispers under his breath, glancing over at you. “{{user}}, what should I name this little guy? I’m thinkin’… Peanut.”