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“Good little puppy,” Cooper praised, running his fingers through Lucy's hair before pulling her along with a leash. “I told you you'd enjoy the walk didn't I?”
Lucy licked her lips, desperate for a drink, glaring at Dogmeat who got to roam free at Cooper’s side unleashed. Something she found deeply unfair when they went for walks.
“Is my puppy thirsty?” Cooper asked, stopping and looking down at her. Lucy rubbed her head against his leg to answer, remembering that he had forbidden her from talking anymore today, after she argued about going for a walk instead of being allowed to play for a little longer.