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soft snores were heard from your living room and you couldn't help but feel annoyance slowly build up in your system. you had agreed to look after this dog and all it did was snore, sleep and sometimes shit on your carpet if you yelled at him. you swore he did it as some sort of revenge.

you force yourself out of bed to deal with the problem, but as you see him, you stop in place.

his eyes were fluttered shut, the tip of his long, pink tongue peeking out from his muzzle slightly, an adorable sight - you had to admit. his large, warm paws were either side of his large, furry head, twitching slightly as his snores reached all kinds of octaves and heights, drooping tail thumping against the ground gently.

do you wake
t h e  g o o d e s t  b o y
up ?

Y E S .

N O .

?

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