I stepped out of my bedroom, to Aurora wearing a dress that had my jaw hitting the floor at the speed of light. And a dog.
A golden retriever puppy, in my loft.
'Okay, so hear me out. I can't be here to make sure you don't, you know, do anything stupid. But he is. And Arlo has vowed to look after you. He's already house broken, don't worry about that....'
'Arlo?'
'Yeah. Look at him. Do you see it in his eyes? He's an Arlo alright!' She bent down and stroked his head. I didn't know whether to look at her in the skintight Scarlett red dress or the dog, who was apparently a gift. I knew pets were allowed in the building, but I didn't bank on having one. Ever.
'Arlo go cuddle Daddy, he's a little hesitant but he loves you really.'
As if on command the dog scurried over to me, sniffed my
