How'd we get in this mess?
It was the strangest situation Shizuo had ever been in. One of Shizuo and Samaru's mutual friend's had needed someone to pet-sit her dog for the weekend and Samaru, being the nice guy that he was, had agreed to watch the dog against Shizuo's better judgement.
At first, everything had been fine. The dog was a beagle with white fur and black and brown spots and its wet nose had sniffed at Shizuo's hand through the door of its kennel. But then Samaru had decided to open up the door and let the dog run around... And that's when things got ugly.
The dog had turned into a ferocious beast and had immediately aimed for Shizuo's leg, latching on and practically trying to chew through his pants to get to the flesh beneath.
In a panic, the couple had headed for the nearest safe place... Which was how Shizuo now found himself crouched on the kitchen counter while Samaru sat on top of the breakfast table. They were both out of reach of the dog who was currently growling up at Samaru from his position on the floor.
"See, this is why I like cats!" Shizuo exclaimed, though he immediately regretted the decision to speak. The moment the words left his lips, the angry dog spun around and lunged at Shizuo. His claws scratched at the side of the wooden cabinet, trying to reach Shizuo's safe spot. "Dammit, what the hell is wrong with this thing?!"
