I'm saying two days because that makes it easier, but it wasn't even that long. And it's my fault, isn't it? You were fine until I put you in the tank, and then you went from bad to worse to gone. I'm sorry, I'm so damn sorry.
Mom said to call you Nux, called you her grandfish as I texted her pic after pic. My Dad texted me a long brigade about how you weren't a 'pet' and THUS you weren't a breach of my dorm contract. And he told you to keep me happy.
Not even 48 hours, and finding you this morning was a gut punch, and I keep tearing up over it, and you're still sitting in the tank because I keep hoping that you're going to give a little flutter, and you're not dead just sick and I can FIX this.
I'm Sorry. Sorry I let you down little buddy.
Mom said to call you Nux, called you her grandfish as I texted her pic after pic. My Dad texted me a long brigade about how you weren't a 'pet' and THUS you weren't a breach of my dorm contract. And he told you to keep me happy.
Not even 48 hours, and finding you this morning was a gut punch, and I keep tearing up over it, and you're still sitting in the tank because I keep hoping that you're going to give a little flutter, and you're not dead just sick and I can FIX this.
I'm Sorry. Sorry I let you down little buddy.