As I walked through the town looking at the food stalls and buying snacks, I was followed by a lone puppy. I stuffed my face with a chocolate filled bun and stopped abruptly. The little puppy stopped quickly to avoid running into me.
I turned to the puppy, "Dante. Just how long do you intend to follow me around?"
Dante stared back at me with his sharp golden eyes, "..."
I sighed, "Really. You've been so clingy ever since we went on that trip."
I started walking again and Dante followed after me without a change in expression. He eventually spoke, "Do you dislike it?"
I groaned and threw my hands in the air, "Why are you always asking me if I dislike something? Bah! Just do what you want to do. I'm happy when you're happy."
Dante gave a slight smile, "Oh really?"
I slapped my mouth as I looked away in embarrassment, "Just ignore what I just said."
He shook his head, "I can't do that." He nudged me gently, "Are you really happy to see me happy?"
