but when I think of you another shower starts

Ophie pressed her front paws down with all her weight and squeezed her toes together. How come everyone else seemed to know what they wanted to do? Like they'd worked it out already, weren't plagued with the doubts that made Ophie feel queasy on a daily basis. Even working out what she wanted to snarf down was difficult sometimes, too much choice and too many options had her paralysed as guilt crept in. The words caught in Ophie's throat, sentences that felt like excuses as she looked up at the lilac of Kaija's eyes.

"You shouldn't have to wait for me. It's not fair, I'm sorry." She sniffed, willing herself not to make a scene.

Well more of one. She was enough of a burden as it was, but whatever option she chose she was gonna disappoint someone. To leave without asking would bring the force of her Father's wrath down upon Kaija. She had to spare her that, even if the thought of not seeing her for a long time made her wanna heave a little.

"And all those things you said, you deserve all of it. If-when you go, come tell me all about it...if you feel like it? I love your stories." She said with squinty eyed warmth, as though they were beginning  to sting at the corners of the thought of being left behind. Again. She sniffed again, goopy and full of snot. She was taking the cowards way out, not really responding as she should. Her inaction an action in and of itself.

Abandonment issues, she had a plenty.

"But can I-can I have a hug? Before you go."