Wall for Amethyst (page 584)

Oh my god please don’t cry.

Don’t feel bad, you did nothing that should make you feel bad.


I don’t know what else to type.


My brain ran away.


Hm.


Uh.



*hums London Boy*

You're welcome.

OK. I hope you cheer up soon.

*blinks*


I would say something sweet but I don’t have it in me.

If you don't wanna yell at Y, you could always yell at me.

I don’t care. I’d rather see you lighten up. That’s all I want.

Come at me.

Oh.

Mk. I’m worried too. Just do whatever you need to feel better.