“So cute… but don’t come home with another dog.” My roommate chides me as we
walk down the sidewalk.
“Aw come onnn, he’s so sweet. You know we have room in the apartment!” I protest.
“Dude. We already fostered a dog and you tried to keep her.”
“That’s not fair, Look how fluffy this one is.”
My roommate stops, and turns to look at me.
“You already adopted him, didn’t you?”
“… maybe.”
They just sigh, and push through the apartment door to see a young hellhound, who hops up and bumps against their legs.
“Awww. Ok, he’s pretty cute.”