Day 5: Animal Attack
A growl and a sharp bark made Oasis look across the street. At first, he just thought it was a dog, shaking a dead rabbit or something. But as he looked closer, he realized it was a lot larger. As he furrowed his brow and made his way toward it, he realized it was Spencer.
“Hey, get the fuck away from him, little shit!” He yelled over the dog’s growling. It did nothing to stop the dog from latching onto Spencer’s shirt and shaking it violently. There were flecks of blood on his black hair, and his glasses were thrown to the side a few feet away. “What’s your problem, mutt?” Oasis clumsily aimed a kick at the dog, landing it just as it lunged at Spencer. The dog’s head snapped to the side, finally releasing his grip on Spencer’s shirt, but not without ripping it. “Yeah, there you go. Fuck off!” Oasis grabbed the scruff of its neck and yanked it away from Spencer, not caring that the dog’s slobbering jowls were now inches away from him. “You okay, Spence?” he yelled back to his friend, lying on the pavement.
Spencer coughed, dragging himself into something resembling sitting. Blood ran down the front of his shirt, which was ripped in several spots. “No,” came the needless reply.