-Dieter Hartmutt-
Mein kleiner Hund
Status - Curious
You scratched me like
A perfume ad
You erasing all the feelings that I hadIt was cold when he was taken from his cage and shoved into a car. It was a dark car, a man sitting in the back with him. He had a rough hold on the thin German boy's arm. He could feel it...it as going to bruise. He was very pale, his skin bruised easily, His thinness couldn't have been healthy, but all he could do was blame the lack of being fed at the market. Curiosity filled the human's mind. What would his buyer look like? Was he or she beautiful? Nice? Did they have a big house. Most of all, he wanted to know if they were nice....
He looked out the window, The vehicle pulled into a driveway, Dieter being roughly pulled out and brought to the door by the man that sat next to him the whole car ride. The driver stepped out of the car also, took out a piece paper and wandered to the door. He lightly knocked on the door, the three of them silent, waiting for an answer.
And all the time
You faked this loneliness
Cause you wouldn't
See my twisted mess
((OOC - I will put translations here.))