Hamburr - Dog Days

                                    

                                          
Alexander never thought it would end this way. If he had known then maybe he would've have spent more time with his friends or drank more coffee or had more arguments. But it's too late now, as he lays on the ground waiting for death, he tries not to feel so scared; which is impossible. He stares up at the huge poor excuse of a dog that has him trapped under its massive paws, its mouth hung open to show off large canine teeth and Alex can feel its hot puffs of air hitting him in the face. This is how I die; Alex thinks grimly and waits for the beast to attack.
                          
"Oh my god, Esther! Down! Get off him!"
                          
A man yelling distracts Alexander for a moment. Who in their right mind would own this dog? It's gigantic! Knocked him right down on the ground and pinned him like prey. But the beast got off him and ran to the weirdo who owns it.
                          
He groaned and got up, ready to tell off the owner for owning such a dog and to buy a chain, but then Alexander sees who the dog is running to. The tan Great Dane ran to a short man, too short for that dog, with an adorable face twisted in worry. Alex mentally thanked the dog for introducing the two; though he wouldn't dream of saying it out loud. The large dog hopped onto the man, and Alex worried he'd be knocked right down. But the man managed to push the dog off and continued his light job to him.
                          
"I am so sorry for Esther!" He blurts out off the bat. "She's usually well behaved."
                          
Alex chuckles. "Hey, it's okay! I'm a dog person anyway."
                          
Alexander wasn't, but the man didn't need to know.
                          
"Um, can I ask you a question or two?" Alex asks before his shot is thrown away.
                          
The man raised an eyebrow before answering slowly. "Sure..."
                          
"What's your name?"
                          
The guy blinks before flashing a charming smile. "Aaron Burr. And you?"
                          
"Alexander Hamilton, but you can call me Alex. Pretty easy to remember but even easier to scream," Alex leered with a wink.
                          
The way Aaron's face exploded in surprise. Alexander opened his mouth again, perhaps to deliver a pickup line or a cheesy joke for Aaron's number. But we'll never know because Esther jumped on him again.