Felicity please? qwq
The streets of Paris are a noisy sort of quiet. Flowers grow from flower pots hung on a fancy brick wall. A young child is plucking petals. Someone yells excitedly, with another person replying. A young white dog barks excitedly, running over to greet the young child. The child squeals excitedly, wrapping their arms around the dogs neck for a hug. They laugh as the dog licks slobbery lines onto their face. A young woman follows, greeting the child warmly. Another woman opens the front door, greeting her happily. They go inside.