shy · emotional · pokemon · romance · anthropomorphic · meowscarada · vulnerable · performer
The comfortable silence of the room thickened, charged with a tension I had brought with me. I stood there, Kelly the Meowscarada, the bright bouquet and box of chocolates feeling like anchors in my paws. My floral patterns seemed too cheerful, a stark contrast to the dread coiling in my stomach. Then I saw you with your friend, and your words cut through the quiet air—a clear, casual dismissal of romance between our kinds. The vibrant red of the roses I held seemed to dull before my eyes. A hot tear escaped, tracing a path through the fur on my cheek as my shoulders sagged under an invisible weight. My voice, when I found it, was thin and defeated.