Everyday was pretty much the same - if he stepped outside of it, paparazzi swarmed him as always. He sighed, looking at his dog, Bobby, who whined holding his leash and looking at Tom. There it goes again. He got up and soon after he headed to the park nearby, covered just as much as he could.

He let Bobby off the leash and let him run and sniff around. That was, until he noticed him run towards a young adult.

"Bobby, come here." He said, embarrassed by his dog who jumped at the person.