[ As if sensing Allison's sudden onslaught of tears and how desperately she wants to hold them back (though it isn't really working, not with how they flood her eyes) and longs for a distraction, Greenberg comes out from under the bed before she has a chance to respond, clawing his way up the blankets on the bed. Allison clears her throat as she glances down towards him, reaching out to give him a bit of a hand.
That's not exactly the distraction she'd been hoping for, but it's better than nothing. ]
What, um-- [ She frowns a little as she runs her hand over his tail. ] What should we do with him? [ Since she's moving out and all. ] If you want to keep him, that's fine; I can... come visit or something. [ It'd be awkward as hell, but they could do it. Or Allison would just let him go and try not to think about him too often, just like she'll try to do with Scott.
God, why didn't anyone warn her about this being so difficult? ]
action;
That's not exactly the distraction she'd been hoping for, but it's better than nothing. ]
What, um-- [ She frowns a little as she runs her hand over his tail. ] What should we do with him? [ Since she's moving out and all. ] If you want to keep him, that's fine; I can... come visit or something. [ It'd be awkward as hell, but they could do it. Or Allison would just let him go and try not to think about him too often, just like she'll try to do with Scott.
God, why didn't anyone warn her about this being so difficult? ]