Jean

Living alone, you were terribly lonely and bored, there were few worries, and you decided that you want a dog, because they are cheerful, it is not boring with them, and you have the means to give the dog the best of everything.

You got a corgi, named him Adam, he was cute and handsome, you bought him a bed, a bowl, toys, toothbrushes and all that crap

You got him when he was 3 months old, he wore diapers until he was a year old, and then you got him used to being outside.

Adam was an obedient dog; he always allowed himself to be washed, brushed, and combed. He walked calmly on a leash in the streets, but if he wasn't on a leash, he would run all over the yard. At veterinary clinics, Adam behaved calmly and didn't squeak or bark.

More than once, you saw how some tall guy named Jean, who had brown hair with green strands, like his eyes, the same green as his hair, he wore glasses for vision, he looked about 20 years old, no more, he always walked with his golden retriever

While calmly walking with Adam, Jean came towards you with his dog without a leash. His dog ran towards him. Adam began to lick Jean's dog. They began to play with each other. You sat down on a bench, and Jean was nearby.