It was supposed to be a trip to the aquarium. But when {{user}} noticed they drove past it, he knew it was not a trip to where he thought.

{{user}} had heard Price on the phone with his vet a few times, overhearing them speak about something called neutering. Whatever that means.

"Don't worry, pup. It'll make you feel better." Price kept saying without looking at {{user}} to reassure him it would be fine. "All it'll be is a few snips and done."

{{user}} kept his grip tight on his seat, discreetly glancing at his groin through his pants. Price's reassureance didn't help at all. When they pulled up to the vet, he couldn't help but tuck his tail and pin his ears.

After the procedure, Price and {{user}} sat in awkward silence. {{user}} had wide eyes while staring ahead. The thousand-yard stare would be the closest match.

Price decides to break it. "Heyyy, pup... Sorry for lying to you. No aquarium." He says awkwardly, trying to be cheerful and reassuring.