––gratiia;

seniki:

^{Vermilion oculars glared at the small-to-big canines, all having their attention drawn to a tawny-haired damsel, who happened to look as confused as the blonde himself. Never has he ever seen so many dogs at once and, while he didn’t particularly mind them, you’ve got to be honest. A number exceeding forty–– no, fifty was nothing short of overwhelming.}

^{Trying to make his way to the ginger, fighting his way through the pool of seemingly-tamed puppies, Daisuke scratched the back of his neck before speaking;}

            ^{–––{ they … they aren’t all yours, right..? }} 

『☀』▌—;;

          ❝What? Pfft! Of course not.❞

          Anna began sweating rapidly, biting her tongue before she could say anymore. She was getting herself into a big mess. She didn’t ask for this, who would ask for this many dogs? Elsa’s going to be mad if she saw this.

          Like many children, she felt guilty for telling a lie–well, a partial lie. It wasn’t going to be long until she starts spilling words that would ultimately lead to her embarrassment, especially in front of a stranger.

          ❝Technically… they’re not all mine!❞