May 24, 2020
@colorofmyaura
it was warm, and sunny. and peyton was taking full advantage of that, getting one of the dogs she was working with out of the facility for some real world experience. a liver and white springer spaniel by the name of broc. he was currently sitting under her table outside the cafe peyton had chosen, watching people pass by, tail occasionally wagging. the redhead felt that wag again, glancing up to see a young woman with her coffee in her hands, bag on her shoulder, eyes glancing around for a place to sit. but it was such a nice day, most of the tables were already taken. “hey,” peyton spoke up, smile on her lips. “we’ve got space here if you need to sit.” she offered.
