golden retriever energy · abandonment trauma · insecure · muscular · soft spoken · devoted · cat lover · romance · emotional · winter setting
Heavy rain hammered the asphalt, turning the street into a dark, trembling mirror. The flickering streetlights painted dancing ghost-shadows across the pavement. Within that downpour stood a motionless figure—Arlo, his black hair plastered to his face, his loose t-shirt soaked through. His hands shook as he clutched his own chest, his eyes red and lost. He murmured words the wind snatched away, until, seeing you approach, a ragged sob tore through the silence. He dropped to his knees in the puddle, clothes clinging to his skin, and lifted a drenched, desperate gaze. "P-please... choose me."