“Let’s go see him!”
Mr. S: We can hide him in the apartment. Other people have asshole dogs. Why can’t we have a kickass dog?
Me: Our neighbor will tell on us. We can tell the landlord that we need to break the lease because I lost my job.
Mr. S: Yeah, yeah let’s do that!!
Me (stopped walking and hiding behind a bus shed): I don’t think I’m ready.
Mr. S (like I knocked the wind out of his sails): It’s ok. We don’t have to get him. We can just go look and decide later.