That day was the last day he had seen his canine-counter form and it would probably be that way till he died. Ari was never alone - Ddabong had always been his side.
There was a small bark and Sungmin froze. Beside him, a happy, white Pomeranian smiled up at him.
The man sighed, scooting away. “Sorry, puppy. But Ari’s not looking for a friend right
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Thank you! A dog I've taken care of when I was younger died yesterday and, this... well, I love this. :D
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2 - I'm sorry for your lost *hug*
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