#bleed;

now without a chance, there’s absolutely, indubitably no way possible that molang would be able to escape mark’s grasps now that the owner had the ability to replace the dog’s old leash. of course, this came at a price — that price being that mark technically ‘upgraded’ the dog’s old leash to a stronger one, as molang had grown larger and stronger than before and a stronger leash was needed to contain a stronger pup. 

which, in turn, made mark save more, a counter-action for spending more on the dogs collar, — which meant that mark wouldn’t be visiting his usual cafe in town to downgrade (ever so slightly) to a different cafe. 

but that wasn’t a bad thing – mark had heard good, even great things about this café; its got places to go from where it stands, ranking wise in comparison to the other cafes in the city, but it sure is on its way there.

<p>so mark stops there, well, not yet, but stops quite literally outside there to make sure he’s got enough money in his wallet to buy a hot chocolate and a lemon pound cake (an odd combination, yes, but it was a duo of his favorite non-caffeinated drink and favorite dessert to get at a coffee shop, so why not now?) – and in that split second of absent mindedness, of mark’s fingers in one hand accidentally releasing molang’s handle and looking down to his wallet, was when molang took off, not as fast as before, but trotted towards another man of similar stature, façade, and even hair color (though more ‘brick toned’ in comparison to mark’s firetruck red). and like a good owner, mark followed, stuffing his wallet in his pocket before quickly grabbing molang’s leash handle and apologizing with a short “I’m so sorr--”

but he stopped himself as his eyes met the other’s, the last part of his last word being cut short by surprise, showing itself through raised eyebrows and, of course, a cut off word.

at last, he continued.

“—y about my dog.”

there he stopped, completely and utterly unsure of what he should do next (run? scream? pinch himself? this seemed all too real to be a dream