––gratiia;

seniki:

            ^{–––{ … … … }}

^{The blonde was unable to mutter a proper response at the brunette’s story. She had to be messing with him, right? That’s the only believable explanation; but. If the girl was actually serious ( and her solemn expression didn’t seem to state the opposite ) then it would be really crude not to offer his assistance to her.}

            ^{–––{ that’s … I am completely lost for words. }}

^{One one hand; her story sounded quite humorous, definitely one to tell your friends and have a good laugh. However, on the other one – what kind of a person arranges a ‘date’ with over fifty dogs. In fact, how was that even possible? Actually, where is the owner of the pet shop? Well … perhaps there was no use in asking questions like that; especially not when the pooches are starting to spread in different directions.}

            ^{–––{ okay; you convinced me. but how are we going to get all the dogs back to the shop? }}

『☀』▌—;;

          “There’s nothing wrong with a girl trying to find a pet, right?” she snorted. “It’s completely normal. Very normal.”

          She knew what the other person would say, though. He was going to mutter something about her being reckless and not thinking things through. Anna had heard that speech thousands of times, from people around her, so it wouldn’t be much of a shock to her. However, she was taken aback when he said nothing remotely close to the speech. He was just calm and asked how to get the dog back to the shop. Well, it was easy convincing him!

          Anna looked around, trying to find some corner they could gather the dogs at, then keep them there until the owner of the pet shop returns.

          "I think we can just push them to that corner over there and wait until the owner comes back,“ she pointed to the spot adjacent to their position.

          "By the way, I think I haven’t introduced myself yet,” she said, completely embarrassed. “My name is Anna. Nice to meet you.”