#...good luck

[burden2]

ii thiink thii2 ii2 goiing two be my la2t po2t for a whiile guy2.. iim not needed here anymore..

[rosenfreude]

👶 (from ukina pls)

My muse is a child. Send 👶 to be their babysitter.

Not ONLY did Kanae’s parents take him to this horrible strange place called Japan to visit relatives that are scary, they had to leave, just now, to go to an event the Tsukiyamas are hosting that kids can’t come to.  He doesn’t LIKE IT, he doesn’t LIKE IT.  He wants to find a place to hide in this strange house until they come back…but clinging to this other large, warm, inviting parent-figure is too much of a better alternative, stranger though she may be.

“Du bist nicht meine Mutter,” he explains darkly, planted at Ukina’s feet; you’re not my mother.  He’s supposed to address adults as Sie, but his parents aren’t HERE, ARE THEY.  He’s quietly destroying a stuffed bear his mother bought him before they left in an attempt to appease him.  As if a bear could make up for any of this.