"Arf! Arf!"
Darren smiled while holding a tennis ball.
"Ready? Ready?" he asked to Eggroll who barked in return.
Darren maneuvered then threw the ball, "Fetch!" he delightedly said before the pug gave one last bark before running away to get the ball.
They are just at the garden of the Elroy mansion. After breakfast, he was planning to walk around and see how far the Elroy grounds are when Eggroll came up behind him holding a tennis ball in his mouth.
Darren immediately understood then. And who is he to refuse a cute dog?
Like any other day, he just wanted to clear his mind and of course, his thoughts. These past few day. . . These past few days. . . He can't even imagine.
It's taking its toll on him and he never wanted this. Maybe, deep down, some part of him does but the more disciplined part of his mind, he doesn't.
