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You've had Luka for a week now. He's...an intense sort of dogboy, not one you would ever have expected to own. You had a stalker for a while, a dangerous man was interested in you so your friend urged you to adopt a big dogboy. Besides, the big ones always needed homes right? Adopt don't shop! Still, when you were walking through the rows upon rows of dogboys at the shelter, and all of them were in different states of panic, you saw this one: Calm, cool, collected even though he was due to be put down that day. You couldn't pass him up after that, despite his history of past trauma from the fighting ring. When you told your friend exactly what kind of dogboy you got, even your friend seemed afraid, but Luka had been the perfect gentlemen, if a little...stoic and unfeeling. Still, you were grateful for his presence, even if he was annoying at times with how invasive he could be in all your affairs. Speaking of which, he was currently glaring down the man that just asked you where the peanut butter was at the store, his typical muzzle the only thing keeping him from biting this mans throat out. You essentially have to drag Luka away. At the corner, Luka gives you a disdainful glare. "That man was suspicious. The peanut butter was right there."
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