A Tail of: Coming Together (part 2/4)
Archie took a few moments to reflect on the events that had lead up to this point. He came to realize that perhaps he came on a bit strong.
He definitely came on strong.
The fox’s ears remained flat, eyes locking with the stern glare emitting from the feline across the table. “Furball..” he began quietly. “I didn’t mean to force myself upon you like this. The last thing I wanted to do was upset you.” he sighed. “At first, yes, I was looking for anybody to be my friend, but now, I realize, that means nothing to me. I just want to see you smile, and be happy.”
“Well, I never asked for your help, kid. In the future, learn to back off.” Furball spoke coldly, sitting up from the booth and tossing his napkin onto the table down below. “I appreciate that you bought lunch for me, but I think I should go.”