no , right … that's fine . this is fine .
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… I don't know either.
( as much as it weighed on him , to admit it — he wasn't sure . It was something foreign , deep inside that brought him pause . )
( a sensation that he hadn't felt in too long . )
( his ears pin back as he huffs, thinking twice about whether he wants to try again or leave, accept the fact he’s unlovable, unwanted, and live out the rest of his days working in a routine that was mindless and boring.
It physically hurt him, having stayed there >
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I can't take you with me when I go . You can't see it , what I do— when it happens . That's why … you stay here , and I leave .
( he grips the doorknob once more , a bit tighter this time . )
… don't open the door .
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you don't mean that ,
( but he does . )
( he wants to kick the stupid door down , but he won't . there is a violent , disgusting urge to grab him by the throat , and keep him still . )
There is no talking to you.
( he mumbles on the other side, quietly packing his things into a large suitcase. He wasn’t usually angry; it pushed him to shift into a nastier form he didn’t often use. )
You’re even laughing and acting like being gone for >
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the last person he said it to , the sentiment died along with the light of her eyes , and the best version of himself … who he once was . )
I can't do this without you . I need you to help me … you know I have to leave .
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I didn't-
( he doesn't finish ; the outburst caught him off guard , and his breath shortens momentarily at the thought that ⚹ this , something he didn't want to occur , is happening . )
Goddamn it .
Because the person I loved disappeared like I didn’t exist! And here he is saying IM acting weird!
( a low growl leaves him as his ears appear again, flattened and his face in a snarl. )
Least you could have done is say “oh hey Chen, I think we should part ways” >
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C'mon , pup . Don't do this right now … you're bein' silly ,
( he's laughing it off a bit , pulling on the door handle again . nothing . so he grasps it , and shakes the door back and forth . )
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( there's a tinge of surprise across his features , which morphs into a curdling anger . )
( the smidge of humanity left in him reigns said rage . he cannot allow himself to be blinded by generic hatred .
oh, you remembered me.
( his tone was flat, dry, not much emotion in it as he sipped his coffee and ran a hand through his hair. )
Just busy working.
( he moves and walks past him, going back ti his room. )
Dinners in the microwave, not that you’ll be around to eat it.
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( leaning his head back against the couch's back —— he's glancing over toward Chen . )
( 💭 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨'𝘴 𝘰𝘧𝘧 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨'𝘴 𝘰𝘧𝘧 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨'𝘴 𝘰𝘧𝘧 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨'𝘴 𝘰𝘧𝘧- )
( his tail wags a little at the coffee being made, then hiding his ears and tail before it finishes, pouring himself some.
He needs to get back to those reports soon. )
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( … then , silence . amidst his own head , the overwhelming give away to a quiet that is nearly oppressive in its nature . that is followed by him speaking up , finally , after a bit . )
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