To say Benjamin's new puppy was spoiled would be an understatement. Now, Benjamin had little money, surviving off of his scholarship money and student loans, with an occasional check sent from Caroline (that he always tried to give back to her, only to be met with a threat she would make him eat it if he didn't cash it.) And now what little money he had, he was spending on little Des. Whether it was her food, which would only increase as she grew, her collar, her leash, he even got her a fluffy, tiny bed for her to sleep on. Though, as it would go, Des hardly ever slept in it, instead she would typically sleep in his arms along with him in his bed, of course Benjamin wasn't complaining about that, waking up to puppy kisses on his nose was not the worst thing that could happen to him, not by a long shot.
The little Australian shepard mix comes running back, little stub tail wagging with the ferocity that could start a hurricane. Reluctant to drop the ball at first, Benjamin stoops down and reaches towards her closed mouth and just as he is about to grab it out of her mouth, that is when she then decides to drop it. "Good girl," he says scratching her behind her ears, but at the moment, she didn't seem that interested in being pet, instead brown eyes amidst her red face are focused solely on the pink ball that now rests in Benjamin's hand. Arm reaches back once more as he launches it forward with all his might, he had to tire this wild puppy out some how and playing ball had been the best option thus far. He is unaware though the the girl with blonde locks that watches as his puppy races after the object of her desire. Benjamin's amber eyes drift away from his crimson splashed puppy, eyes simply roving over the park for a moment before turning back to see his young dog racing back towards him.
That is when he sees that it is no longer just the boy and his dog, but another has joined.
A pretty girl with blonde hair appears in the path as Des comes running over to Benjamin. Te boy with dark brown hair and roaring amber eyes as fierce as a fire storm, stoops down to pick up the puppy, knowing full well that would instantly start jumping on the girl out of sheer excitement as seeing a new, friendly face. She offers him a smile when she approaches and his cheeks merely twitch in response. It wasn't that he was grumpy, Benjamin just had never really been the type to smile...hardly ever.
"Umm thanks," he says in response, as his eyes peer down at the pup, who, sensing her owner's eyes upon him turns her tiny face and begins to lick his own face in response. Benjamin closes his eye on the side she was licking, to prevent any puppy spit from going into it. Benji pushes her nose away gently. "Her name is Des, short for Desdemona," he states, giving her scratch behind the ear. "Oh, and I'm Benjamin," he says, remembering his manners, though he often times would forget about formalities. He shifts the weight of the puppy in his arms so that he is able to extend his hand, wondering briefly if she would respond the same way Malia had to a handshake, but the thought is shaken from his mind, considering meeting someone like Malia was few and far between. "Sorry if Des scared you or anything, the park is usually the only place we can play fetch without someone yelling at me to put a leash on her," he says, resisting the urge to roll his eyes before looking to the girl once more. The young man scratches the puppy behind her ears, always it seemed he was unable to go long without showing her some sort of affection. He looks once more to the girl, lip twitching again, giving away his contentedness of the day and the company. "Hope you don't mind our interruption."
BENJAMIN