They can go back to being adorable to a nauseating level XDThe young patchwork Aatte could not help but feel more and more nervous as she sat there, what if Liam never came? The very idea of this made her sad, terribly, deeply sad, she could not work out why, it was the same level of sadness that she would have felt had any of her family gone missing, but in a different way, somehow it felt like a stronger than it would had she simply thought that a friend would be leaving her alone. She wanted to see his desperately, she missed him dearly, even though every time she thought of him she got embarrassed, they had been wonderful friends and she had ruined it. To make matters worse she had been avoiding him, she was sure that that could not have helped, something needed to be done about it quickly, before they had no scraps of friendship left. She sat their silently, wringing her hand as she did so, she bit at her lower lip a little as she sat there, unable to contain the tumultuous nervousness that was bubbling, boiling and rolling in her stomach. What if he never came? What if he came and told her that he never wanted to see her again? What if he said that he no longer wanted to be friends? But... even worse, what would happen if she got the swirling feeling when she saw him again, what if it made her kiss him again? That would be even more embarrassing than the first time, what would she do if that happened? She certainly would never be able to see him again then, not that she thought he would want to if another kiss happened, no doubt he had been completely grossed out by the first one, she had been once she realised what she had done.
But then came a voice, a voice which made the swirling feeling in the patchwork Sergeant's stomach intensify, she looked up but could not see him, not yet at least. But he had called to her and that was indeed a start, she rose slowly and padded to the call had come from. Soon enough she saw him, he was almost as she remembered, his bi-coloured eyes and his brown pelt. The swirling feeling intensified in her stomach as she padded closer, but she could not help her tail from wagging violently as she approached him. She looked up at him as she did so, managing a weak smile, although her blue eyes twinkled with excitement and delight to see him, giving away her true excitement. She was a lot taller than she had been when they had last seen one another, now standing at six feet and six inches tall; compared to him she was not so tiny as she had once been. She smiled at him shyly as she stood before him, looking down at her feet.
"Hey Liam, how're you?" She asked, thanking whatever god or force it was that had given her fur; good thick fur that hid the fact that her cheeks were flushed a deep pink.
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