Snug: *Glances down at the felyne thinking of what to say* I suppose so, yes. I’m not defenseless by any means… But I tend to avoid fights if I can.
((OCC: I’m SO sorry this took so long to answer, I’ve been busy the past couple days finishing up an online class, and slowly adjusting to college life ;w;’ I hope to eventually get back to my daily ask responses but it may take a bit. Also I’m sorry if the felyne doesn’t look right ;;’ I tried drawing it as best could based off the only reference I could find (that being your icon))
i was thinking about the weirdest phone calls i got when i still worked at the public library and i remembered this one phone call. it was probably less than 20 seconds long, but it still makes me laugh.
anyways, this woman called and without even saying hello after i said the usual “public library, how can i help you?” spiel, she said, “i have a very important question: when you shelve books, do you push them all to the front of the shelf or all the way back?”
it took me a second to process the question and then i answered that, at the library, we always shelve them so that they are even with the front edge so they’re easier to grab and see. she was obviously delighted by this answer and then, as if an afterthought, she asked, “okay, what about you? what do you do at home with your books?” i said i did the same thing. she hummed in obvious agreement and then just like that she said “thank you!” and hung up.
i never heard from her again. i hope she won whatever argument she was having.
i have literally no sense of time beyond a couple days, either forwards or backwards
something happened a week ago? sure, but it feels the same to me as if it was three weeks ago, or three days. something else happened? ok, but i cant tell you if it came before the other thing, or after, or even on the same day
& if something is more than a week in the future, it just doesnt exist. i cant plan for it. i cant remember any plans people tell me about it. i cant prepare for anything beyond the horizon
its never had too much of an impact on me, but im scared of whatll happen if im a suspect for a crime
‘what were you doing 8pm last friday?’ something, im sure. maybe nothing. honestly i feel like ive only existed this second. ‘you told us this sequence of events before, but now youve changed the order. are you lying?’ i mean im not trying to deceive you but theres a 90% chance that anything i tell you is a false memory. isnt there someone else you can ask? if i try to give you the story again, itll be different again