Chapter Seventeen. I carry your picture deep in me.

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I laughed hard yesterday night after finally checking the spelling on the chapter, I am not sorry because they were stupid mistakes, but tonight I am checking before uploading!

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Tonight we were having a little party to celebrate the anniversary of one of the brand I would be working with, lucky for me; the party was in LA and not in New York, still, Tom wasn't going to be there with me, much to my own dismay he was checking in on the record's advances and he just couldn't make it.

"You are my favourite little rascal, oh yes you are!" I played on the kitchen floor with Bill's dogs, Pumba always getting the most attention as Timon jumped around us. My house had rapidly become a mad house, I watched Tom's dog run around; I always refused to call it by its name because it would stick to my side, so I tried to ignore it as it played with Rize, Bora following the young pair in a way that looked a little motherly and cute to me. Five dogs in my house. Five. "SCOTTY!" The dog appeared in front of me and sat down as trained. He looked at me as I waited for the other two dogs to come running too, but they were much slower. The tallest dog sneakily walked closer to me until it was able to rest its head on my lap. "You little punk..." I played with his ears, the dog seemed to smile. I knew it wouldn't leave my side until Tom was home, but I really needed to stop the dogs from making a mess in the house.

Bora and Rize took on to bother Timon as Pumba tried to sneak between Tom's dog and me, begging for attention.

"Come here, you!" I stroked Pumba's head and turned my head around to look at the other three crazy smaller ones. "Stop it, guys!"

The doorbell rang and every dog except for Tom's ran to the door, not barking but sitting up in front of the door. I pushed the dog away softly; it walked right next to me.

"I'm going!" I yelled at the door as I got the dogs to move, they were all curious about who was on the door. "Be careful, I became the crazy dog lady."

"No shit, they're like an army!" Allison stepped in. "I don't imagine you are gonna ask me to dog-sit, right?"

"No, the guys will be here later." I made all the dogs go outside to the backyard, of course with one exception. "Out! Please, boy, out!" I pleaded.

"What's up with that?" Allison asked. "Out bro!" She was going to pull on the dog's collar, but I couldn't let her.

"Leave it, he'll behave." I scratched the back of the dog's ear and went to the bathroom to wash my hands. I was full of doggy love up to the elbows. "So how was work today?"

"Well, before now?" She washed her hands after me too. "It was good, I made all sort of up does today... what were you doing all day?"

"Well, I went to the gym." A side smile appeared on her face, she was fully aware of how bad I was at anything sport-related. "My legs are killing me."

"What a surprise." She sat me down in front of the full length mirror in my bedroom. "So, what should I do for you today?"

"I think after the last haircut it should be straight for once." She smiled and agreed.

"This boy is really quiet." Allison pointed at the dog.

"Yeah... what have you done to little Cleo?"

"She's home, that dog's crazy! The other day she went into the bathroom and pulled all of the toilette paper out, I woke up to a mess of white around the apartment." I chuckled. "But she's cute, so I can't be mad at her for long. Those little pointy ears melt my heart..." She murmured almost mad. "Any way...do you have news from Lily?"

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