*Vivienne*
I was literally drowning in a material that felt luxurious and comfortable.
But what jerked me awake from my peaceful sleep was the feeling of a strange, damp sensation on my cheek.
Reflexively, I reached out a hand, expecting to encounter a pillow or perhaps a stray lock of my own hair. Instead, my fingertips met a wet, cold nose that was far too close for comfort.
My eyes flew open, and I jolted upright, my heart pounding as a high pitched scream escaped my lips.
Looming over me, mere inches from my face, was the large, furry head of a golden retriever. The dog's warm, amber eyes were fixed intently on me, its tongue lolling out in an almost playful expression.
"Gah!" I exclaimed, recoiling in shock. "What on earth—?"
The sudden movement startled the dog, causing it
