It was hard to leave the shared quarters that you and Genji called home. A few times you stopped packing to stand in the middle of the boxes to just…be sad.
Genji spoke your name, bringing you back to the present.
“What?”
“Perhaps you should concentrate on your babies, Mama.”
“Why?!”
“You have only packed half a box,” he said flatly.
You pouted next to your tiny box, which sat next to his pile of bigger boxes.
Kitty Kompanion
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