#mrgrayputnam

Greta had set in her mind that she needed a dog, not for loneliness or lack of company because her dad and their house staff--that she pretty much had as her own family, were always there; but because she always wanted a dog and never had the space or time for it. Her life had no room, or plans, for a child and she was starting to accept the idea she might never be a mom since the clock was also ticking for her. Which didn't mean she didn't want to care for someone, and a dog was definitely a better looking perspective into it. And truth was, she was a cook trying to build a career out of it, rather late, so having a dog was a much better alternative for her. Plus, who didn't like puppies.

She researched about places to buy but ended up thinking rather on the adoption route. The shelter had a nice and neat little page online and she remembered passing by it several times when she was a teenager, so why not finally stop by? Of course, methodic as she was, Greta called beforehand, explained her side--maybe even a little too much, and said she'd be stopping by later on.

Shyly, she walked into the reception to greet the man behind the counter. "Hi." She approached with an excited smile, at hearing the dogs barking. "I called earlier... Greta. I wanted to check out the dogs, I'm looking to adopt one."

“You have a funny sense of time,” Magdalena said as she opened the door, flashing a smile so that he knew that she was only joking. To be fair, Gray was only 15 minutes late, but she couldn’t resist making the jab. Maggie still couldn’t believe that she’d missed Gray’s birthday. She’d known him for so long and spent so many birthdays with him that it was sort of unbelievable that the day had come and gone without her even realizing. Without much of a preamble, Magdalena ushered him into the dining room. She’d already set the cake on the table. “All right. Let’s get this show on the road. Cut your cake, pretty boy. We’ve got an hour and a half until Ms. Cara has to head to bed.” 

galactic questions.

Saturn: Any pets?

“Right now, it’s just Dog.”

Quasar: If you could spend the rest of your life with only one person, who would it be?

Bellatrix: Have you ever been forced to lie/keep a secret?

Not that I can remember. I mean... there are some white lies we all tell, but nothing serious that I can remember.

Pegasus: Favourite place to be?

At my aunt’s home. I used to go there all the time when I was a kid--it used to be home to me more than my house here in Westwick, so yeah, auntie’s place is my favorite place. But also, I really like the pier. It’s peaceful there, not to mention, the view is amazing.

Cartwheel Galaxy: When was your first kiss?

I think I was thirteen? This girl used to live close to my aunt’s so this one summer we all went to Crystal lake with my cousins and their school friends and as cliché as it sounds, I ended up kissing her during a truth or dare game. 

Betelgeuse: What’s something you can never forget about? music, I can’t leave home without music.

Cygnus: Favourite weather? Warm, not too hot, but I love warm weather.

Black Eye Galaxy: Do you believe in love at first sight? I believe you have to get that first sight punch that makes you want to meet that person more but love needs more time to become something real and 

Phoenix: Favourite thing to wear? Nothing at all or just boxers.

♨ Their cooking ability (or lack thereof)

He is not a super cook, but he can cook the basic and don’t starve. But Juan is more of a take-out guy, he usually only cooks breakfast especially when Carly stays with him or if he wants to be a good boy and make an especially dinner for her. 

▀ What they’d hide under the bed

☃ What they wear around the house

He has a bit of an OCD, so he prepares what he is going to wear not only outside but inside his house too, the night before. Inside his house and before going to sleep, he is all about wearing jeans and t-shirts (white, black or gray). 

☆ How they’d throw parties (what would go on at them, refreshments, etc)