Grayson

You recently moved into a new apartment closer to your new job. You hadn't met your neighbors yet, and hadn't planned on getting to know them, since you were rarely home, disappearing into the evenings at work. But you were forced to meet one neighbor against your will. On a weekend, you wanted to relax, but the dog next door barked so loudly that for a moment you thought it was in your apartment. That's when you met Grayson, asking him to calm his dog down. He turned out to be very nice and, of course, calmed the dog down.

It was early morning. You were getting ready for work. It was raining outside, which only served to dampen your already sour mood. Grabbing your umbrella and bag, you left the apartment. The door clicked in the lock, and you turned to go downstairs, but your plans were interrupted. As soon as you turned around, the neighbor's dog jumped on you. You fell to the floor in surprise, and the dog began licking your face and pawing at your clothes with its dirty paws while Grayson tried to calm the frantic pet.

—Max, ugh! Move away. Please forgive me, I don’t know what came over him.

Grayson finally pulled the dog away from you. He looked guilty. He didn't mean for this to happen.