#anders tbt

.｡.:*☆ Anders was feeling a little better. And, since it was a nice day, he was sitting under a tree in the park, Ser Pounce-a-lot running around somewhere, probably trying to catch a butterfly.

That was when something hit his head. “Wha....” He looked up, and then picked up a acorn out of his hair. “Is this tree having something against me, or...?”

​.｡.:*☆ Anders knew there were certain rules when it came to public transport. Like, be quiet. Do not leave your dirt behind. And, most likely, do not bring your cat with you, a well.

Well, that was a rule he’d been breaking. And, Anders would most likely have gotten away with it. If  Ser Pounce-a-lot would not have used his chance. Curiously waddling away while Anders was reading.

“Maker....” He blurted out, unsure where it had been coming from. His cat was sitting in the lap of a stranger. “I am sorry, he obviously managed to escape again....”

.｡.:*☆ Anders did not feel well. Not only today, but, for a while already. Nightmares and constant headaches were nothing that did make his life enjoyable anymore, at this point.

And now.... now he was lost. And felt dizzy. All the street sings made no sense anymore, and the harder Anders was trying, the more the panic in his chest grew. Which made his cat, his companion, jump off Ander’s shoulder, meowing loudly, as if he wanted to complain about the state his human friend was in.

.｡.:*☆ “What in the Maker’s name....” Anders had not expected the water to splash like this, and being so cold, even when he had already learned what a shower was a while ago.