Sun Mote Copse the halluci nation

Fennec heard Meerkat cry, but didn’t move right away to comfort her. She didn’t know how this conversation was going over but sometimes crying was what was needed. Life was shit sometimes. It was okay to not be okay with its bullshit.

If he doesn’t come, then he gave up on you. You didn’t leave him. Harsh words, but fuck holding yourself responsible for someone else’s shit decisions. Nothing good ever came from that. I don’t know if you want to be mad about that, but I would be. At least until he showed up.

Fennec’s tone was neutral, not really encouraging or discouraging. That was Meerkat’s call to make, not hers; all she could do was give her perspective. She usually found anger to be the easiest emotion to hold. Maybe it wasn’t the healthiest, but at least it let her do what she needed to do - leave them to live their lives while pushing forwards.