Capítulo 85: These Two Monsters Were... Underwhelming

"You're here as well. huh?"

"That's right. I'm a few days ahead of ya."

"What's your reason for being here, power?"

"I want a date."

"Same..."

"How long have you been single?"

"Two hundred and thirty-three years."

"Two-fifty. Looks like I'm single longer than you were."

Two dogs leaned against each other on a parterre. Their mouths were closed, but even only with their eyes, it did not pose any challenge to their conversation.

One of the dogs was black, and the other was yellow.

The black dog that claimed to be 233 years old looked strong despite it's deflated stomach; the 250-years-old yellow dog was of a tinier frame and an even flatter stomach.

At this point, an office lady strolled in with her phone in her hand. Her other hand was holding the leash to her white Labrador as she walked past the flower bed.