Awkward Meetings
Contempt sat in the forefront of his mind as hazel hues ran over her figure. She’d changed since the last time he’d seen her. Her hips a little more round, her face a little bit gaunt, her nose seemingly more crooked than ever.
It served her right.
Not that he would have said that to her face. Especially not here. She’d at least come to pay her respects. Something that nearly surprised him. She hadn’t spent a moment with her otherwise.
The only thing that made the whole situation a little less air-sucking was the figure that sat by her right. That damn smile that held station, oblivious to the anxiety that filled the room around him. “Hugo. come.” he directed.
Her mouth contorted into a straight line, yet, she never tried to call the golden doodle off. Instead, he bound over, looking every bit as spritely as ever. “Good boy, Hugo.” was it a surprise that his favorite pumpkin and peanut butter treats just happened to be in his pocket? Not even slightly. Taking a knee in front of his beloved friend, he nuzzled his cheek to the pup for a moment.
It was the little things like this that made him not completely hate having her around.
“You always have to spoil him.” her haughty tone kicked in again but he paid her no mind. If she was there to bust his balls he needed her to just leave.
