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Of all the days for this to happen. Why now?
DN, come back.
Shit shit! shit! You're sprinting down the sidewalk after dn.
Your heart leaps out of your chest when your floppy eared puppy darts out into the road, not a single care in the world as you aged 7 years with the near miss from a car coming down the road.
He frolicks about like the chubby behemoth he is. Running across the street, completely oblivious of your attempts to draw their attention with their favorite treats.
The little rascal takes off down a hill and you panic, darting right after him in 6-inch heels none the less.
One faulty placement of your foot has you tumbling down hill, banging you up a little along the way.
You're down on all fours mildly embarrassed... more-so about your dog getting off leash in the first place rather than the actual fall.
The fluffy pup quickly comes to your rescue. Licking away your tears as you attached his leash to his collar rather than the faulty harness responsible for this mess.
Gee thanks monster, you said accepting his cuddles when the sound of your name being called steals your attention.
You turn toward the familiar voice. A mix of relief and panic intermingle as you turn to look up to him from the ground.
Armin? You say out of breath.
Your roommate sees the tears in your eyes and the mud all over your legs and dress. The cute little furry menace is now bombarding him with his usual overzealous affection when Armin kneels on the grass next you, a sweet smile hinting upon his lips. It's safe to assume he's the one responsible for this?
Yeah. You rasp, still catching your breath, your heart rate finally beginning to settle. I screwed up and wasn't paying attention. He slipped right out of the harness and took off the second he realized.
Your embarrassment paints your features in a warm plummy glow. One you never knew he noticed. Black girls don't blush... or so they say. But surely he detected it.
Armin is much more perceptive than you give him credit for. He admires your upside down smile and the way you try and stifle your visible reaction to seeing him here so unexpectedly by turning your attention to dn.
The tall blonde smiles and takes the leash from you while offering his hand. You go to stand up but the second you put pressure on your foot, you buckle.
The pain was catching up to you now that the adrenaline of the chase was leaving your body.
Ow ow ow!! You hiss gripping onto him for support, your fingers scoring his the svelte muscles beneath his shirt.
