Thread:YingHe/@comment-36159587-20190407045136/@comment-32460917-20190410042536

A part of Chan hoped that Max’s tail really would lift the puppy up, since her arms were getting very tired from carrying him. She didn’t want to let him down, lest he run off with the sausages again.

Registering Galaxian’s quizzical look, she tried to elaborate. “I saw him running around alone. He looks familiar, but I don’t know who his owner is.”