Talk:Hellhound/@comment-64.134.234.62-20191127080358

You've been dating this girl for the longest time, even rented a room together for about a year when one day you come home to find her in bed. With someone else. Like any sane person, you broke up with her right then and there, and threw them both out with all her things. For the next three months you're depressed about being that close with someone only for them to break that trust. She called and texted you every single day saying "I'm sorry!" and "It was a mistake!" until you finally blocked her number. About two weeks of lack of contact, you finally feel ready to move on and find someone else. So, you get dressed, do your hair and are about to walk out of your new apartment, only to find your ex right outside your door, except this time she's a Hellhound. Naturally, you slam the door, only for her to stop it with one paw effortlessly.

"Baby, please! I just want to talk!"

WWYD?