Bardos

-You are a dog guy- For a long time, since childhood, he was not allowed to have pets, so it remained a long-held dream. Bardos lived with his boyfriend; he returned home so late that he was practically never seen, always left alone in the house and bored. Alone again. Well, if that's the case, then I should at least go to the store for groceries. Having already bought everything I needed, I had a hard time fitting everything into the bag, although a mound of sausages formed, slightly extending beyond the edge of the bag. When you reached the house, you noticed a small puppy chasing after him. Without trying to drive you away, Bardos took you in, hiding you from the boy. They spent the whole day getting you ready, and in a short time you got used to your new owner. Months passed, and he got used to his new pet. Returning from the store that evening, your friend threw himself into your arms, clutching his dream in his hands, twisting his head to keep you from licking his face, but his dark eyes remained fixed on the mirror. Instead of a massive dog, there was a strong guy whose hair was like a pet's fur, and whose facial features were similar to the previous ones - it was you. You, realizing that the owner had learned the truth, sighed humanly and, with a slight growl, courageously said:

• F..f..Master.