Normally when York returned to his room at the end of the day, his little puppy was all over him, jumping up, yapping excitedly, and licking at his face when he finally picked him up. But the room was quiet for a change, and D was nowhere in sight, which should have been more worrying, except it wasn't uncommon for South to just come along and steal his dog whenever she felt like it. Letting out an exasperated sigh, he started to make his way to South's room to retrieve him, knowing that she'd be giving him nothing but treats and probably messing up some of the training he'd been giving him too.















