What a dog's life can really be

Name's Trent Roberts. I'm 22, studying at the Police Academy here at Walt Disney University. Gotta question for ya... Ever thought about life beyond the fences?

[t1decalls]

"I’ll just be gone for a few minutes." Layla grinned, starting towards her dorm.

[thevoiceofexperience-blog]

"I'll be right here," He settled himself on the ground to wait.

[t1decalls]

Layla grinned and shook her head, “I can uh— I can pack pretty fast.” she said quickly as she studied his face.

[thevoiceofexperience-blog]

Trent smiled and nodded, "Then I can wait for you. If you really want to come."

[t1decalls]

Layla bit her lip and followed after him, “A trip? I want to come.” she said, moving over so that she was in front of him,

[thevoiceofexperience-blog]

Trent paused, studying her for a moment. "How fast can you pack?" A slow smile spread over his face.

[scamperingscottybart]

"Hey!" He cradled his hand to him, not actually hurt but surprised. "Fine, be that way." He stuck his tongue out at him before considering his words.

"The fun kind? Can I come?" He asked, shifting his weight to his back leg as he waited for a response.

[thevoiceofexperience-blog]

Trent lifted an eyebrow at him, "How fast can ya pack, kid? I'm not waitin' around."

[t1decalls]

Layla was roaming around the campus when she spotted Trent. She grinned and jogged up to him before noticing his backpack and a frown formed on her face, “Are you leaving?” She asked, nodding towards his stuff.

[thevoiceofexperience-blog]

Trent smiled easily at her, tapping her cheek. "For a few days. Just wanna take a trip."

[vixeyvicky]

She chuckled, “I’ll try to manage and survive while you are gone,” she sighed dramatically

[thevoiceofexperience-blog]

Laughing, he reached over and wrapped an arm around her waist, "You'll be alright. Find some poor soul to torture with your wiles." Dropping a kiss on her cheek, Trent grinned and stepped away, resettling his bag, "I'll see ya 'round when I get back."

[vixeyvicky]

"Well not only your bottom Trent. I’d miss your charming personality as well, your bottom is just a very appealing part of your anatomy,”

[thevoiceofexperience-blog]

"Ah, I see now." He chuckled lightly, "Don't worry doll, I'll be back before you know it."

[vixeyvicky]

"Well as long as you’re not gone forever, I think I’ll survive, I think I’d miss seeing your cute bottom around campus for you to be gone forever,”

[thevoiceofexperience-blog]

He smirked, "I should have known you'd only miss my bottom."

[scamperingscottybart]

"Nothing, just wanted to see what you were up to." He shrugged casually, slipping a finger into the hole that hadn’t been zippered up yet to try and peek into the bag. "A trip? What kind of trip?" 

[thevoiceofexperience-blog]

Trent reached over and swatted him away, "Don't be nosy, kid." He pulled the bag forward and closed all of the zippers. "The fun kind."

[vixeyvicky]

"How long will you be backpacking? Or are you leaving forever?"

[thevoiceofexperience-blog]

"Just a few days, I think. Maybe."

[vixeyvicky]

"No? Hmm, personal preference?"

[thevoiceofexperience-blog]

"Very much so."

[scamperingscottybart]

Poking his head into Trent’s room, Scotty frowned when he didn’t see Trent there. “Trent?” He called out, confusion etched on his face. Spotting him walking out through the window, he smiled in relief, rushing out to catch up to him. “Trent! Hey, wait up!” Slowing to a walk beside him, he tiled his head curiously at his bags in his hands. 

"Going somewhere?" 

[thevoiceofexperience-blog]

Hearing his name, Trent paused and turned to see Scotty running towards him, "What's up, kid?"

He held up his bag with a shrug, slinging it on his shoulder, "Yeah, thought I'd take a little trip and explore."

[vixeyvicky]

"Need to get out of dodge for a bit?"

[thevoiceofexperience-blog]

"I never stay anywhere very long, really."

[vixeyvicky]

She chuckled, “I’m feelin’ foxy,” she shrugged her shoulders, “I’m doin’ swell, how about you? Aside from feeling like backpacking,”

[thevoiceofexperience-blog]

"I'm pretty good, just gettin' itchy feet is all."

[vixeyvicky]

"Where ya goin’ darlin’?"

[thevoiceofexperience-blog]

"Backpacking," he grinned easily, looking her over. "How ya doin', foxy?"

[thegleamingpearl-deactivated201]

Are you running away Mr Collar-Free?

[thevoiceofexperience-blog]

Never running away, sweetheart. Simply moving on, taking a vacation, whatever you wanna call it.

[thevoiceofexperience-blog]

Trent looked at the books on his desk then over at his bag. Picking it up, he stuffed some clothes into it, "A few days will be good." He slung it over his shoulder and headed out of the dorms, planning a route in his head up the California coast.