one time this girl i was interested in asked me to dog watch her little pomaranian (spelling?) for two days. the fridge was fullly stocked so i decided to just live there for the weekend.
anyways im smoking a cigarette in her kitchen and i open up a window thats right by the table. anyways, her mom makes surprise visits out of nowhere to bring over cooked food or things she thinks she might need around the house. so when her mom comes, i leave the place saying im going to the store to run some errands.
when i get back, the door is slightly open, but her mother is gone. i couldnt find the dog anywhere, it was bugging me out. i ran around and searched outside for 30 minutes. i went to go smoke another cigarette at the same place, and notice crumbs and shit everywhere on the table. man i look out the window and the dog fell down 3 stories.
i hurry down and do some dexter shit, i clean up the mess, and panicked and i threw the dog in the trunk of my car in a plastic garbage bag. my girl came home later that day and i told her how her mother left the door open when i left. her mom left it open on purpose cause she thought i didnt have a key.
i spend the next hour making posters and walking around the block postin reward signs of the dog, knowing full well that dog is in my trunk.
man i went off topic again. this has nothing to do with love
edit: man i felt really really bad