She tilted her head. "She thinks it's too dangerous?" *** He laughed deeply, backing up. "Hmph. Be careful what you wish for."
She tilted her head. "She thinks it's too dangerous?" *** He laughed deeply, backing up. "Hmph. Be careful what you wish for."
"I guess I see where they're coming from.. I just think she should worry less." *** "My favorite happens to be a small dog. I really like German Shepards too!"
"Yeah. Well... we are doing something dangerous." *** "German Shepard are okay," he allowed. "What about black labs though?"
She hesitated. "Do you want to stop doing it?" *** "Alright. New plan. We adopt 1000 dogs. Then our significant others can't say no."
"I can do it alone," she said quietly. "If you want to stop, the option is there." *** "Excellent. Let's say... 500 small and 500 big?"
She sighed, crossing her arms slightly as she turned to him. "She's right, you know. This is extremely dangerous. Our safety isn't guaranteed." *** "In your studio?" he teased, his eyes wide with mock innocence.
"I know," he told her, his voice rough. "I know it is. I'm doing it anyways." *** She crossed her arms. "In your classroom?"
She sighed, looking up at him. "Fine. Fine." * * * "No. 30 children and 1000 dogs don't make teaching possible."
She frowned and her hands, wearing biking gloves, clenched. "My hands? Why?" * * * "These kids need the opportunity to learn."
She frowned, hiding them behind her back. "You don't need to see them." * * * He frowned, taking his glasses off to polish them. "But I know very little about dogs."
