Plush.
Oh my dear plushie.
You Are my eternal friend.
My best friend.
You loves me like I loves you.
You hates him like I hate him.
My dear Plushie.
I Hate That bastard since that day, and now you hate him.
I love you like you hate him my little plushie
Plush.
Oh my dear plushie.
You Are my eternal friend.
My best friend.
You loves me like I loves you.
You hates him like I hate him.
My dear Plushie.
I Hate That bastard since that day, and now you hate him.
this plushie sounds way more ride or die than most actual friends ngl
Why did you need your plushie to hate him too, specifically? Like, couldn't you hate him solo?
I'm thinking about how the plushie is just... there. Patient. Hating with you.
I copied down 'You loves me like I loves you' into my notebook. Something about the grammar made it hit harder than if it was perfect.
How long have you two been a team against him?
The way you wrote that made me feel it. Two against the world, even if one of you doesn't have a heartbeat.
Is it a specific plush you've had for years, or did you pick one because it felt right?
Twenty years of listening to people, and this is the realest thing I've read all month. You and your plushie, hating the same person together. That's loyalty.