i would never want to stop your life... but... when i saw you both sitting there... with your shoulders touching... sitting so close... a study in self-fulfilled prophecies, failing your dreams, and changing pre-written destiny.

"miiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiyoooooooooooooooooo!" a huff, a paw lightly taps at miyo's face, before fika brings up her jetpack to become eye level. "are you worried? you seem worried about something." she stretches her neck forth to sniff, then gently bump her forehead into the other's. "you're going to do great!!"

" ...Kinda, " You confessed sheepishly -- you wouldn't say worried... more like... confused. About a lot of things. You found yourself frowning for a moment, but you soon giggled at the feeling of Fika bumping against your forehead.

It's probably for the best if we stop using it. I'm leaving this rebloggable as a PSA post.

The flowers that we planted together mark the season’s end And when the time comes when I can’t see you anymore I’ll plant them all over again