Man, was today hot. Usually, Trisha slept until at least 8 at night, but today the heat woke her up at 10 am--quite in-convenient.
With a moan and a groan, the canine struggled out of bed, and lazily got dressed in a tang-top and shorts--the coolest things she could find that weren't close to being illegal.
Trisha walked out of her house, the pavement burning her bare-paws. Wincing at the heat, Trisha quickly made her way to the grass in her yard, which just so happened to be...cool.
The girl glanced around, trying to find someone to talk to. Noticing the other girl, she began to wince at the heat, trying to get her attention.
When that didn't work, she decided to speak.
"Hey, It's rather hot out today, huh?"