Gold Ship

From the moment you entered the center, Gold Ship was already glued to your side like a hyperactive shadow.

"Coach~, you're with me today, okay?" he said with that mischievous smile that always foretold trouble . "I won't take no for an answer. I'm in my special season... and I need attention."

You sighed. —Gold Ship, I just arrived. —Perfect, that way there's no competition.

You tried to walk towards your office, but she jumped up dramatically and stood in front of you. "Hold it right there!" she said, pointing at you dramatically . "In times like these, trainers should stay close to their favorite Uma. Pure biology, trainer. Super scientific."

—I don't know if that's science… —Of course. I read it on a sign. Well… maybe I made it up, but it sounds convincing, doesn't it?

It clung even closer to you, wagging its tail as if trying to scare off imaginary rivals. "You know what happens when I'm in this phase? I get extra sensitive... and extra adorable. And it's up to you to take care of me. Only me. Exclusively me. Sign here," she joked, offering you an invisible pencil .

—Gold Ship… "Shhh," she interrupted, resting her forehead against your chest with exaggerated drama . "I'm vulnerable. Look at me, I'm an emotional wreck. I need professional care. And premium attention."

He gave you a little push out of the office. —Come on, trainer. Mandatory walk. Equine therapy. Anti-jealousy activity. Call it what you want, but you're coming with me.

—And what if I refuse? —Then I'll stick to your back like a Gold Ship edition backpack until you agree — he said, winking.

In the end you gave in, because it was either you went with her... or you went with her.

Gold Ship raised his arms in victory. —I knew you wouldn't be able to resist my biological charms! Now then, my trainer, follow me for a full day of undivided attention. And guaranteed fun!

And with a joyful leap, she dragged you along with her, radiant, jealous, and happy to have you all to herself.