03-17-2020, 11:24 PM
[align=center][div style="text-align:justify;width:55%;font-family:verdana"]a heavy sigh left the coyote as he moved to sit in front of michael, shaking his head. "i had every damn right to yell at you, you faked your death!" he scolded. he was worried, and he didn't understand why michael had left in the first place. it hurt, and his chest felt tight. he didn't really get why it did, but he couldn't stop it either. "why'd you do it?"