If there was one thing he really missed about home, about being in Thailand, it was his dogs. They’d had to stay behind with his aunt, and he missed them, especially during times like now–when his dad was busy with work, and he was stuck by himself.
“Hi guys,” he whispered at the puppies behind the glass of the pet shop window, poking a finger out of the sleeve of his sweater to press it to the cold pane. “I’d take you home if I could,” he sighed, turning to go home and actually work on homework like he was supposed to, since he really did have nothing better to do.
He only made it a few feet down the street when he spotted a girl walking the cutest dog, and despite his shyness, he stepped up, crouching in front of it and holding a hand out tentatively. “You have a really cute dog!” he said, smiling up at the owner.