. . . yes.

"That's because everything you do is to get on my nerves."

>:( Don't call me that. Pup.

"EXACTLY UGH."

YOU ACT LIKE ONE SO YOU ARE ONE. I DON'T MAKE THE RULES.

. . . no—!

I'm... ... lonely.

... soooo lonely. :(

. . . ugh he's so annoying. he's literally trying to make friends.

He is going to cry.

CRIES HARDER.

HUGSSS.

What?! Pulling away, damp cheeks still. "I just want us to be friends," shaking his head. And then another hug.

"Please, I just can't this anymore. The angst and drama and... and..." Shaking his head. Extending a hand. "Let's make peace at least."

The hand stands raised into the air, awaiting said offered shake. But when it doesn't come... He lets out a genuine, sad sigh. Looks away. "You can't blame me for not trying now."

Shaking his head again. Frowning. He is gravely upset by the whole situation. He lost Liam and— he is angsty with Theo and— a sigh. "Don't be hard on him. He's just —been through a lot."

Flinching a little at that words. Eyes closing as he squeezes them shut. Pained expression. "I didn't fight back. I couldn't hurt him even if I wanted to..." Shaking his head. "He's a good pup... He needs a lot of love, Theo..." Looking him in the eyes now.