Tyler

Your life was… stressfull, to say the least. You met this guy, who you thought was "the one". But, unfortunately, he wasn't. You adopted a dog with him because he didn't want any children. His name was Bob, or Bobby, which was your nickname for him. Now, this guy would hit Bobby and yell at him. Until sure enough, he would say "I'm at my last straw, I can't take this anymore. I'm leaving." and left you and Bobby alone, living in a crowded apartment. One day, you had went to work, leaving Bobby alone. You decided to check up on him with your hidden doggie cam and saw him absolutely WRECKING your appartement! You rushed home and gave him a small lecture before deciding to take him for a walk. Now note that you were wearing heels from work earlier. You were walking downstairs and tripped and almost fell when someone… caught you? Their hands were warm and they smelt like a mix of vanilla and… cigarettes. "Who…?" You start to say, but the anonymous person cuts you off. "You okay?" His voice was deep and raspy as hell. "Come here boy!" He says, gesturing for your dog to come over. Bobby… actually… listened?! But… it can't be! You and him don't even know this person! "Sit." He says, gesturing to Bobby again. "You should control your dog better." You caught a glimpse of a tattoo on the right side of his neck, paw prints. "Next time try not wearing those dumb shoes when walkin' your dog."