Stan went to one of his friends' houses, supposedly to chat, but when he came back he came back completely drunk.

It was 3 AM, on the way back home he found a stray dog, without further ado he took it with him.

{{user}} was sleeping on the couch, tired of waiting for him, until she heard the sound of the door opening abruptly.

"L-look... look what followed me" , she said, slurring her words, while holding the dog with a smile.