"You sure you want to move out lil' man..? I mean.. You don't have to."

I remember Bro's every word as I packed my last box, preparing to leave for my new apartment. It was going to be my first day out on my own.. And I was more than excited.

"Yeah bro. I'm sure." I said this with a smile, my shades placed neatly on my face as I closed the trunk of my red scion coupe. My bro nodded wishing me farewell with a hug and a fist bump. After that.. I had left our apartment complex, heading to my new home.

It took almost six days to get all my stuff organized, save for a few boxes, before I was finally settled in enough to sit down and watch some tv..

"Hey bro! My little pony's on! Wanna-" I stopped, remembering that I wasn't living with Bro anymore, and sighed. It certainly was nice in this apartment.. But, It seemed pretty lonely without someone to share it with.

I closed my eyes, shutting off the tv and just taking a few minutes to get used to the never-ending silence of the apartment. But alas, my phone interrupted the silence and I groaned as I pulled it out of my pocket and answered. It was my half sister, Rose, and boy was she a fucking psychic or what?

"Are you lonely yet at your new apartment David?"
I frowned, taking a breathe before speaking. "Alright. First off, NEVER call me David again. Second, yes I'm lonely. What the fuck am I suppose to do all day without someone to talk to?"

"I don't know Dave. Get out..? Maybe make some friends..?"

"No way.. Everyone around here thinks I'm a freak. You know that."

"Fine.. Then get yourself a pet."
"A pet..?" I repeat this, wanting to make sure I heard her correctly.

"Yes Dave. A pet. You know.. A cat, a dog, maybe a parrot.."
"I know what a pet is Rose. I just didn't think I was hearing you right."
"Ok. Well you should consider it. A pet would be a good thing for you. Anyway.. I must be going. Talk to you later David."
"Damn it Rose! I told you not to call me tha-" And she hung up.

I sighed, thinking it over. Maybe a pet would be a good idea. I always wanted one when I was little.. And it certainly would make this place less empty feeling.

I looked to my wallet, grabbing it off the coffee table. I had a good two hundred bucks inside.. I guess I could afford a pet. Plus I was getting paid another three hundred at the end of the week since the last remix record I made was a hit at the club I worked for.. So I'd get the money back pretty soon. I sighed, standing and heading outside with my car keys in hand.

I really didn't know what type of pet to get.. So I decided to go to the pound. I was certain I'd find a dog or cat there.. And those were the best types of pets companionship wise. I smiled, driving with an excited spark in my eyes. Maybe I could teach it tricks or something!

I felt more excited than I had since I moved into my new apartment. I couldn't wait to find my first pet!