"Oh, Jesus, that's a cold nose," Lily said with a laugh, pushing the dog's face away from hers gently. In this state, still half asleep, having him press his nose right against her neck felt especially cold, but once she'd nudged him away she began to scratch his ears. She might not have ever had a dog of her own, might not have ever called herself a dog person, but she knew a cute one when she saw it.
"So you know him, then?" she asked, looking over at Trip. "He didn't just wander in here?"
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Date: 2012-01-24 03:08 am (UTC)"So you know him, then?" she asked, looking over at Trip. "He didn't just wander in here?"