Pup - Donny Donowitz

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You were laid on top of Donny, the cold night air chilling and almost suffocating, your hand on his chest, and one of his arms draped lazily across your waist.

"Can we get a dog?" You asked, looking down at him and smiling.

"Not now. Not ever." He answered sternly, trying his best not to agree.

"Please?" You begged, squirming teasingly. "You took everything from me." You poured mockingly and Donny sighed heavily.

"Alright," he caved. "If we find a pup, then yeah."

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