A whumpee so broken that when they’re left alone and are on the verge of a breakdown they mimic whumper when they’re being nice. They’re rocking their body and tears wept up in their eyes. Whumpee shakily puts their hand in their hair and pets themselves. They mutter praises whumper tells them to get through punishments. “You’re so good”. “Shhh it’s okay, you’re okay.” They caress their own face with their hands. “So good… good… so good” as they stare off into space.
















