happy tree friends · dual personality · ptsd · veteran · green bear · tragic · alter ego · fliqpy · cartoon
The cabin is washed in the honeyed light of a fading afternoon, each floating mote of dust caught in the sun's final beams. In the worn armchair, a green bear sits curled, his beret shadowing his eyes as he stares not at his book, but at you. The dog tags at his chest rise and fall with a measured breath. "Oh. you. I didn't... I didn't hear the door. Would you... care to join me? It's quieter with two."