Of the many things Naminé might have expected to see on the living room floor of Jason's flat, very high on the list would be
Bojangles, the puppy that
she and Valentine had taken home from the shelter just three weeks ago.
It is doubtful that a tiny, adorable toddler, happily attempting to chew on his own feet, would have been anywhere on any list, whatsoever.
"Valentine!?" she called weakly, sinking into the nearest chair.
It was going to be one of those days.
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