Sophie's POV “Is this some thing where you’ve decided to follow me until you repay me for helping you or something? Because in that case there’s no need. Shoo!” I say, gesturing to the open door but they flop down on their furry butts and look at me in a way that almost makes me believe they’re amused. Suddenly I start to smell burnt meat and I turn to the oven where I find my dinner is getting overcooked. With a yelp I hurry over and turn off the heat, grabbing some mitts to get the food out and place it on the stove to cool. Looking over the rib rack I find it’s not too bad after all, the smell having made it seem worse than it was. It might be a bit dry but still perfectly edible. Turning back to the dogs watching me I place a hand on my hip as I study them studying me. “If you want to stay for a bit I guess you’re welcome, there’s no one but me here anyway. Though if you poop inside I’ll throw you out head first, deal?” I ask, gwaffing barks is my reply which I take as a yes,
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