Basically, that’s the couch he runs behind when a stranger comes over. Only this time he very slowly and deliberately went there. I guess he wanted me to see what loneliness felt like.
(Don’t worry, he forgave me a couple hours later.)
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fluffyfluffy at beesbuzz dot bizA Seattle-based programmer/musician who makes games, comics, and bad decisions.they/them or it/its (if you're nice about it)
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