Man comes home, through front door. |
He fills the kettle with water. |
He goes to his bedroom. |
The kettle boils. |
He comes back, in his pijamas. |
He sits down, with a mug of hot chocolate. |
He reads the newspaper, at the counter. |
There is a scratching at the door. |
The scratching persists. |
William goes to investigate, but no one is there. |
He comes back inside, confused. |
When he looks up, there is a puppy on his stool. |
He is taken aback, shocked. |
He picks up the dog, confused and wary. |
And places it outside the door. |
Closing it behind it, gently. |
He checks his watch again, it is getting late. |
He experiences yet another shock as he realises |
The puppy has somehow gotten back inside and stolen his slipper. |
He approaches slowly but the puppy runs. |
He finds the puppy in his bedroom. |
He takes the slipper and pats the puppy cautiously. |
The puppy is happy and runs around excitedly. |
Moved by this, william begins to accept that a friend could be fun. |
It is morning, and they are asleep on the couch. |
There is a rushed knocking at the door. |
William wakes up, the puppy runs off again. |
He answers the door. |
There is someone outside it, asking him a question. |
He turns to his flat, looking for the puppy. |
He turns back to the visitor, reluctant and sad. |
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