That . . . That was it? Just like that? One big fat no like a note gone too flat or sharp in the melody?
Par just had no idea how quickly he could have alienated his one actual friend. It must have been record time really. Defeat didn't hit him yet: first was the horror that he had done what he set out not to do - push Thrush over the edge.
Then . . . Wait for it . . . Ah yes. There was the defeat.
Incapable of wiping that stony expression from his mind, the fat ol' male turned and went opposite of her towards YMCA, though his mind already was considering alternate routes to take once he let the alphas know he was leaving.
He imagined they would ask him who he was again.
God dammit.
Par just had no idea how quickly he could have alienated his one actual friend. It must have been record time really. Defeat didn't hit him yet: first was the horror that he had done what he set out not to do - push Thrush over the edge.
Then . . . Wait for it . . . Ah yes. There was the defeat.
Incapable of wiping that stony expression from his mind, the fat ol' male turned and went opposite of her towards YMCA, though his mind already was considering alternate routes to take once he let the alphas know he was leaving.
He imagined they would ask him who he was again.
God dammit.
