Jeonghan sat down, slowly checking his texts. He sent out a few yes’s and a few no’s. A couple of congratulations and ignored others. Saving the best for last, he finally checked Joshua’s messages. He blinked. Eyes not believing what he was seeing.

There was a puppy. Of a mottled black, gray colored thing. A picture of a puppy gracing their messages to each other and one text from Joshua that read, ‘Don’t freak out now. But I picked up this poor abandoned thing and he’s so cute. Can we keep him?’