Animals, if they're obedient, you keep them; if they're not, you just throw them out. Either way, it's not a hassle.
Thinking this, Jose Floyd stretched out his hand and, under the gaze of everyone in the private room, reached his slender fingers toward Nicole, his voice calm as he said, "My name is Jose Floyd. Remember these three words; from now on, these three words are your everything, for the rest of your life. Understand?"
He didn't want a pet he kept to be fickle or have its mind on some wild thing outside. His belongings, once chosen, bore his label from inside out, top to bottom; until the day he tore that label off, no one else could touch them!
Nicole looked up at the person in front of her, countless thoughts running through her mind. She lowered her head and reached her hand into that broad palm, softly replying, "Alright."
Getting close to Jose Floyd, she wouldn't miss such a good opportunity.
