#M: raddy.. my sweet darling. my big tough strong macho man. i must. i must be sympathetic

[curiosity-killed-the-sprunki]

"Raddy? Raddy. Raddy!" Wenda finally puffed in teary confusion, giving up on trying to haul Raddy up onto his feet. She sighs and sits on her knees in front of him, sniffling and wiping away her own tears while trying to focus on her injured friend. "Raddy, you're really being a little bit silly..." She speaks softly, gently, and carefully takes Raddy's injured hands. These she also laps clean- at least it's a largely painless process, and now there isn't bark and dirt in the open wounds... I don't think it's that unsanitary to lick your lover's wounds clean, right?? "I--... I'm really sorry if I- that I upset you. I.. I don't want you to think I don't love you. Because I do.. You're, um. Her voice trails off, and she sort of forces herself in between Raddy's legs, under his arms so that she can hug him tight- nearly painfully tight. "I think you're wonderful... You don't deserve this pain, and I'm sorry I put you in any whatsoever. I didn't.. Mean to do whatever I did that upset you so much."

You know Raddy. I think its finally time someone told you this. You're pathetic. You hide all of your feelings behind this angry mask and say your fine. You're not even strong enough to reach out for help. Underneath everything you're just a weak, pathetic man who no one even likes.

" . . . "

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