Clara's POV:
"I don't want to go home... I...don't...want to go back...to that shitty place..."
Squirming and struggling to get out of my grip while I was dragging him to the public bench just a few meters away from the store, Mr. Czar fussed out his whining a few times attracting the attention of a few passersby near us. It seemed to me as if I was towing a man-child from the way he was reacting!
"Master, please calm down... People are watching us here--"
"I won't go back...home! Leave me here, I will...sleep on the footpath..."
"I am not either taking you home, Master! Please keep quiet!" I shrieked out in a furious tone as my patience was being already at the edge by his loud whinings which were inviting unnecessary attention. With my scolding, for a moment he didn't bother me much and I firmly hauled him to the seat to make him sober.
