Soft x Apple

Dogs

A pair of dogs. One remarkably communist, the other, in a school uniform. Such a strange sight in the UK.

Apple looked down from the relatively short building, and saw Dorol.

When she looked slightly to the right, she saw a smaller dog named David. Both dogs made Apple's heart spin.

"No!" Apple cried.

"I can't go through this again. I just lost someone. You guys don't understand! I- I- "

Apple couldn't speak anymore, for her sobs were lacing in with her words, making them incomprehensible.

Around the corner

Was a

PETA AGENT

The PETA agent, named Karen, called out to Apple.

"Hey! You up there! Have you been abusing these dogs? We heard some yelling."

The dogs seemed confused, similar to when a 14 year old white girl tried to protect minorities when they didn't ask for that.

"We could really use more terms for chat dead." Said Dorol, ignoring Apple's sobbing. David, empathising with apple, asked her what's wrong.

"My psycho girlfriend wants to make apple juice of me!" Yelled Apple with tears flying everywhere. Dorol started licking the tears.

Dorol got annoyed with the constant sobbing, and decided to leave. However, David stayed.

"That must be hard, is there anything i can do to help?"

Sheepishly, David kissed Apple with a quick boop to the cheek.

Apple stared, and gently smiled through her tears. D

David threw apple on her back. Together, they ran the streets in utmost joy.

Until the very edge of the small city in which the hills resided.

Beautiful rolling greens coupled with the sunlight. All was sublime, and the two sat on the grass.

The sun was still setting, and Apple started crying harder.

"I'm sorry. It's just that it's hard to get over so quickly, you know?"

David looked over in a slight panic, but remained composed.

"Hey, hey. It's alright. You're gonna be fine, Apple."

He paused for a minute, before continuing.

"We can get through this together."

Meanwhile, Soft was stuck trying to make sense of the constant rumbling about "Vryology" that Dorol kept explaining.