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[Adrian's POV]

He was in the kitchen discussing his birthday plans with his mother while washing dishes when he heard Aaron shouted Johan's name in the living room. Adrian had dashed out of the kitchen to check on the commotion, only to catch Aaron's stunned gaze before he saw Johan through the sliding window running to their gate with Addy hot on his trail. 

"Han!" Adrian bolted outside and tried to catch up to him, but the green gate had slammed shut before the dog's mouth snapped at Johan. 

Shit! That was dangerous. Addy was docile and won't attack people out of nowhere, but Johan had only been to their house last Saturday and today, so their family dog hasn't totally warmed up to him yet. If Johan wasn't a fast runner, he could have been bitten.

Adrian checked outside the gate, but Johan was nowhere to be seen. He glanced to their family dog and scowled. "Don't do that again, Addy. He's a friend, okay?"