05-12-2018, 09:13 PM
Cry cooed at the question. Did she leave for a reason? For some reason, the question got a laugh out of her. Do you think I came to a place where I'm miserable and treated like trash on purpose? She retorted back, a playful smile on her face. She sighed, flopping back onto her back. Her two talons brushed up against each other like twiddling thumbs. She shut her eyes, her wings spread out flat against the floor. It's good to find another misfit in here. She started, I was beginning to believe this was some sort of sick fever dream that I'd never wake up from.
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