Sun Mote Copse of a leather seat between your legs

thank fucking jesus christ alright, tegan was so happy for the soap-boxing to be over... it made him feel less bad about being such a good for nothing shitty ass wolf. kind of. he felt bad that he thought that, now. whatever... ugh. he was just glad to be held again... even though it also meant the conversation was coming to a close. 

into her fur, tegan muttered, i'm sorry i hate everyone, mom. he meant that, too. it wasn't his fault everyone was so damn shitty, honestly, but he wished he could just let bygones be bygones. but i love you. thank you for being cool. because it was important to make note that finley was, in fact, a cool mom. was this the time for it? yeah, probably not, but tegan's never had a filter and a weird sappy post isn't gonna change that.