Get fluffy.
4. A tiny animal
What is that? That sound? Startling the bushes right by him, if it had been three in the morning Tate might of had a small moment of fear but considering there was plenty of daylight left and he was probably the most scariest thing to come across for miles until Joe’s Strip Club—Langdon chooses to investigate, flicking the end of the cigarette to the pavement and he pushes his hands through the bush and peeks in, a loud overwhelming sigh takes hold and he leans in further, stretching his hand and wraps it around the frail tiny little creature; A puppy. To be exact, it was dirty and starved and it made the young boy sad to pet him. “Poor little guy..” Small little pets and Tate tries to get as much of the dirt and leaves out of the scuffed fur but the point is useless, it’s stuck on and the baby animal would need a bath “—Hey..You! Yeah! You! Did you lose a puppy..I just found him over there in the trees..You wouldn’t by chance want him?” Tate couldn’t keep him, he’d love to—But he can’t and this girl seemed fine, definitely didn’t seem dead and that alone gave her more of a chance to keep this precious baby animal alive. “Come on, look at that little muddy face—How could you ever say no”
