RE: Day Out
06-23-2017, 02:54 PM
(This post was last modified: 06-23-2017, 03:02 PM by wiltingMyosotis.)
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You grumble to yourself and not to your anxienty. “It’s a catchy song. You should definetly sing to catchy songs.”
It doesn't matter, it’s obvious that your voice is terrible. You should quit while you’re ahead, really–
You gently pap the not a cat’s face. It struggles to say anything. You push any little bits of tangled yarn in your stomach away as you raise your voice a little.
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“It’s rude to laugh at other people singing, you know.” Your voice trembles as you say this, but the anger in your face is evident. You hope.
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It's evident enough to the two of them, as they start arguing.
“Hey ––––, say sorry!”
“Wha- it’s not my fault! You were the one that-”
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Look, you made them fight. Is that really what you wanted?
“Shut up.”
Now they'll always remeber this day and the way you-
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The train comes to a halt. You stand up.
Where are you planning to go, anyways? There’s nowhere you can run.
You slowly get off the train. The pointy eared creature? jumps off your shoulder and follows you on foot.
And then you'll hole up again and everything will turn dark-
You head to Main street.
There will be nothing that can fix this.
“Shut up.” You cover its mouth again. “I swear, you never run out of these things. Where are you getting them? Honestly, just leave me alone!“
The cat smiles. “You and I both know I’m nothing but a figment of your mind, ███.”
You hiss. It grins at you mockingly. Then your stomach pangs, and you’re filled with a feeling of dread.
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You duck beside a building and curl up. You take deep breaths.
You scream quietly, then loudly.
Your axienty is trying to say something, but the words don't reach your ears.
For now, you can’t hear it. You revel in the silence until the pangs soften enough you can stand, even though you really want to curl up again.
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You look at the shops down the street. You can visit the bakery, the bontique, or the gardening shop.
Just go home already.
Where to?