Elara
The following afternoon, after finishing work, I headed straight to Blackwood Residence instead of going home.
Flynn had suggested that I spend some time with his pets before he officially left for his business trip. He thought it would help them grow familiar with me, and I had happily agreed.
When he opened the apartment door, an energetic golden retriever came charging toward me before I even had the chance to greet him.
"Easy, Milo," Flynn laughed as the dog enthusiastically circled around my legs. "You're going to scare her."
"I'm not scared," I said with a laugh, crouching down to rub behind Milo's ears. "He's very cute."
Milo wagged his tail so hard that his entire body shook with excitement.
"I told you," Flynn replied as he closed the door behind us. "
