Aug 2, 2017
"RUNNiNG AWAY. FaThER LIKe daUgHter, I SEe. oH, WhAT a SAD Little tHiNG You ARe.. yoUR Father, Your FRIEND, BotH OF tHem GONe, AREN'T tHEy? wHAt A shAME. REAlLY, tRuly, a ShAMe. No maTTER who yoU BEAT UP, NO MaTtER WHO YoU THReaten, NoTHIng WilL BRinG Your PArtnEr BACK, wIll IT? aBsOlutely noThINg cAn BRInG thEM baCK. THEY aRE goNe to thE voId. ForEVEr. all tHaT'S left is THat ClOTh ON youR TAIL. NoW, hOW dOes It FeEL kNowING THe onLY tHiNG yoU HAVe LeFt Of THeM Is somE aCcESSORy?"
“I can’t do anything to bring him back…..I really am like Nuzleaf….”
Her tears start to swell up.
“I’m so terrible….why am I like this?”
