Itâs ridiculously cold this evening. Itâs snowing and the last thing you wanted was to be outside, and that very well was your plan tonightâ until you found that library book you had approximately thirty more minutes to return. Youâre nearly there now, youâve finally made it to the street you need to be on, when all of a sudden a fit of deep âwoof!'s are flooding your ears, and before you can even register what's going on a massive, thick-furred dog has knocked you flat into an icy puddle on the side walk, practically trampling all over you in its attempts to lick at your face.
"Aish, no! Not again!" The frantic pet-owner manages to pry the fuzzy beast off of you, breathless from the evident chase, his free hand reaching out quickly to pull you back to your feet; his face is laden with worry. "Iâm so sorry, are you hurt anywhere?! Your clothes are soakedâ ah, jeeze.. Iâm Luhan, please, come to my place and dry off. I canât let you freeze to death before I make this up to you!"
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