a spoonful of sugar — weekly task + tea + therapy

[BUGGEDOUT!]

Slowly and rather reluctantly, much to his own surprise, a young figure had begun to make his way over with his own gloom and anger following with him wherever he went. Of course, this was none other than Buggedout with a rather soft and clean coat at the moment compared to his usually ratty curls that would pop up in his fur when being neglected and despite the fact he was well groomed, his paws dragged and his body slumped as he drew closer with his eyes quickly flicking from the three who had already presented themselves and even Happy of all people was there to probably grin the sadness out of the sorry excuse of members they had already gathered here. All of this information would be good for blackmail or simply as a way to aim his own anger by torturing another with harmful words, ignoring his feelings for the time with each toxic word he spewed onto his clan mates and even having made some npc cry already on a more intense bout of his careless words towards others. But, that didn't mean he had his own problems to fight off everyday since he had got here, what with the constant weight of your dead mother on his young shoulder as well as his abandoned siblings back home that never truly listened to him anyways while being the runt. Not a tear had stained since he blood covered him, the feelings only being masked and bottled as he went on with his same disrespectful attitude towards others. It's not like he would tell anyone how he felt though, not in a million years would he want pity or sympathy for these people who were practically strangers to him, they'd only use it and throw it back at him like the animals all of them were. The wolf, however, still found himself sitting not all too far with piercing yellow eyes glued to the delicate teapot and even even making an attempt to pour some out, only to have a bit of it Spanish onto himself and give some clear signs of frustration while he returned his paws to himself while cradling the slight burn. " Don't have a Dad. No parents at all really, but it's best to just suck it up. I'm Buggedout, by the way." His young voice rang out in a snarky tone, despite his mind practically bullying him back into his own silence as he played with a teacup with only a sips worth of tea swirling at the bottom moments afterward. The crystal covered canid could feel his body grow in heat as he sat there like the child he was and glared at the delicate porcelain in his paws, body stiff and slouched over as he waited for more people to gather around or simply for someone else to talk. Dammit, why did he think this was even remotely good for him to be here? He didn't even bother greeting them and cut to the chase, it's not like he he felt compelled to or felt like being around them despite Happy's attempts at being...there. Man, this was becoming a worse and worse situation for him every second, wasn't it?

"SPEECH"

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