“someone i could talk without worries, being it nonsense babbles or long, deep conversations. someone that would never use anything against me, someone who, even imperfect, would always try his best to not hurt me. someone that, even if not fully understanding what i had to say, always showed genuine interest in whatever i was talking about. someone i could always count on.”

With warmth, Meryl the Mole acennated to their friend, Mr. Rabbit, who just coincidentally turned his head back to check for his friends, a nervous look in his eyes.

At the sight of Meryl’s encouraging smile, his preocuppations seemed to dim a little. He smiled back, and turned away, proceeding his path ahead, guiding the three of them.

And Meryl the Mole proceeded:

“but the most important thing, max:”

“someone i felt more than happy in retribute all of this, and more.”

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