Lonely Rabbit

She opened her area in the V. I. P. section of the bullet train. She was going far, and it would take a few days to get there- so she had to get the V. I. P. area.

Locking the door, she places her bag in the room's closet and looked out of the glass window. Ah, it's already dark- time flies too fast when it's limited isn't it?

Isabella wondered if William was still searching. If he was, it was really dumb- she's dying anyway, why care now? if he cared out of pity or because he thinks he's responsible for her, then she would rather not receive any of his care. After all, it would never feel geniune to her.

She knew her family treats her like a dispensable object and she knew William also feels that she is a waste of space. He spent years proving that over and over again.

If she mattered, then they would not have let her become an existence that everyone would laugh at, Renna would trample on, and they would never bound her or oppress her. They should have been happy that she wanted to stand on her own, they wouldn't barricade her from doing what she wanted.

The scenery infront of her flashes very fast- but the memories buried deep within seem to resurface ever so painfully slow.

"Ack!" The sudden pain from her stomach made Isabella snap out of her thoughts, and kneel heavily in the floor, gasping for breath and curling herself into a ball.

The pain seem to tear her apart like every other days. She badly wanted to throw up, her body, drenched in cold sweat, she felt those stabbing and ripping pain again.

Ah, it was so painful... So painful... In the midst of her pain, her hazy eyes rolled back up a few times. But the pain did not allow her to pass out. She remembered what the doctor said- she was not allowed to move about too much, stressing herself as also going to sap away her life force faster, and consuming risky substances will kill her.

"Haha...doc, I'm sorry..." stubborn, stubborn, stubborn. But for once, she could smile through the pain.

Atleast she could be stubborn in the last days of her life. It may come of as really brainless, but...but she was happy.

The sense of happiness through pain, how vivid.

"Ah!" Isabella gritted her teeth, body shaking in unbearable pain.

Damn...damn it hurts so much...! At times like this, where she was in so much indescribable pain and anguish, unconciously she would inevitably call for the people she loved so much.

"Mom...dad....It hurts so much." unconsciously , she would long for their warmth and their comforting words. However, there was only her and a cold, lonely room.

Bang! The things on top of the table fell down. Some broke, some flew towards the floor and layed there broken, without motion of any sort. The subordinates all hung their heads- their Boss had never been so upset before.

"One,Two, three, four, five- and fifty others! There are people in the bureau, the law enforcements and all other needed personnel mobilized- but you still could not find here?!"

"...We are sorry, Boss." The crashes made the servants outside hide even further- they wanted to secretly listen in, but it seems like they didn't need to do so- the loud, furious voice from inside was so upset they fail to believe it was the level headed young master William.

Renna came in earlier, but she was almost hit by a flying object. The way she looked at the young master, was filled with confusion and then repressed inner rage. But the man looked at her with even more rage- this was the first time he told her to leave in such a harsh way.

No one denies the youngest miss whatever she wanted, no one shouts at her, no one can scold her, no one can wrong her- and the person to do it, was the least person they expected. Ofcourse, the Madam heard of it, as well as the Master- so now they approached just as the Young Master kicked out the people inside who seemed like they were people from the law and order bureau?

They had no idea Arista and the others were actually subordinates of William from a force he created outside.

The couple came in and sat inside William's office , who currently hung his head down -  a hand over his forehead in frustration.

"William! what is wrong with you?! I heard you mobilized almost every contact we have to search for a certain someone, and then you make a scene like this? You even scared poor Renna into tears!"

"Son, tell us what's wrong. You are not like this at all ." The man remained silent, as if he did not hear anything. Impatient, Mrs. Chalice asked again in a harsh voice-

"William, why would you scream at Renna like that? I hope you still remember that she is your sibling- not some servant or fake sibling! Goodness, what is wrong with you these days? You said you're working overtime at the company, but when we went to check on you because Renna said she misses you, you were not there. What type of foolishness are you on these days? and what's with you trying to find that 'girl'? "

Willaim finally snapped. He opened his eyes and looked up- his pair of emeralds were currently terrifying, filled with anger, resentment and finally sarcasm.

" Mom! she's your child! "

" We all know that's not true. Your real sister is dead, buried somewhere! They replaced her with a fake child!"

"Mom, she's your child! Yours! All these years, we treated like some type of garbage- believing in lies and not even seeking to disprove it."  The woman frowned at him- looking at her husband as if to tell him- 'get this child straight, this is getting ridiculous.' Mr. Chalice also had enough- maybe William is going through stress and is spouting nonsense again.

" William, the papers are in there- we raised a fake, a daughter born from the blood of our enemy, which they switched with your real sister in order for their own child to avoid death." WIlliam looked at them both, finally he knew- he knew just how much those people from the past have blinded their family just to destroy tuem from the inside. From his uncertain birth, from creating fake scenarios about Isabella, that caused Renna to become what she is today- a psychopathic person who have obsessive tendencies towards those who shared her blood.

She was so hostile to Isabella, because she knew she was 'not' her sister.

"Mom... She's your daughter." He walked towards his drawer and pulled out files he had been able to gather after Isabella's accident. Out of curiosity, he had run a DNA test to see if... If she was really not a part of their family.

Youbcould imahine how his heart dropped to hus stomach when he reveived the results.

He handed the woman the papers- forcing it on her hands.

"Read it."

"WIlliam-" He gave her an almost crazed look- which made her look at him in fear.

"Just fucking listen to me for once and read it, mom. You're confident she isn't yours, right? Then you should not be afraid to read it."

"William, don't talk to your mother like that-" Mr. Chalice suddenly heard his wife gasp in shock. Her whole body shook and her usually beautiful face that she oh-so carefully maintained, contorted from shock to complete devastation. She looked at William and she saw herself in his orbs- making her cover her mouth as tears flowed down her eyes.

"No...No this...cannot be..?" Seeing his wife heave breathless with a pale shocked face, Mr. Chalice grabbed the papers from her hands and scanned it. Then, he too, stood there in shock- in his hands was a paternity test, as well as another fact...

"Fraternal...Fraternal twins? We had...we had twins?" William gave him a smile which can only be described as mournful-

Year 1998, Mrs. Fran Beatrix Chalice bore out a pair of beautiful baby girls. The first twin had unfortunately died after thirty minutes of coming out of the womb and the younger twin is the only survivor. These facts were somehow erased from the hospital reports- or maybe, that's what the people with ulterior motives thought so- until the hospitals began to place the records in the digital Archives for easy access.

If they tried to run a DNA test again, rather than hold on to those papers from the past, then they would have cleared the misunderstanding.

"B-But why? This..cannot be...?" It must be fake.

Hah, they still want to deny? They still want to believe they were right? How blind are they? SHe has the same Emerald eyes as father, she even inherited his height, she also has mother's beautifullyarched eyebrows and her tin rosy lips- HOw can they say she isn't their child? William could not believe these were the same people who raised him.

Ah maybe, he could. Afterall, they raised Renna. Rather than getting her help, they insisted of keeping it a secret- saying they could not bear to loose another daughter.

Now, they were about to loose one again. William could not wait to see how they would react.

He was also horrible, a brother who only saw the worst of things in Isabella.

Would they feel as hopeless and as devastated as he did? would they feel as if their heart was getting ripped off their chests by claws of a monstrous hand- knowing that the child they were not able to properly love, the child they alienated, the child they denied of everything, was actually their very own blood and was going to leave soon? never to come back again? Much like how he felt?

"Where is she? William, why did she leave? did she know everything?" Faced with his mother who looked at him with a hint of hysteria in her eyes, William could not bear to tell them about it.

But she was gone, what was the use of keeping it? In the first place, he wanted to tell them- so that maybe...maybe they could make her happy and let her have more hope.

"No, she didn't know."

"Then why did she leave?" He looked at his father- ah, a man who loves his family very much that the was willing to do just about anything for them. Even killing. He made a lot of cowardly mistakes in the past, but that was to protect them.

It must have been crushing for him too, to see the proof of his mistakes right infront of him. Mr. Chalice knew well that his son would never tell them anything without making sure a hundred times- so he will never doubt his words.

William knew his parents well, they love their children, they love their family, they value family over anything- it's just because of those people from the past, that their once happy family ended up like this and for so many years they were delluded into thinking that fate cheated them, that Isabella cheated her way into good life.

They deemed her an existence they must forget- yet they could not get rid of her- so she stayed and they squeezed her of every hope and dream...

"William! why did she leave?! when is she coming back..?" His mother was always strong, he had never seen her speak so cautiously and meekly before.

Yes, it was a trait Isabella had inherited from her. But Isabella was far more head strong. She was... brilliant.

But that brilliant existence that they have damaged, is irrepairable.

"She isn't...coming back."

"What do you mean?! Where did she go?!" William gave them a small, sad smile.

"She will never come back- not now, not in days, months, years...Mom, she's leaving us."

"No! I- I have to see her! We need to find her, right, Lan?!" She turned to her husband- who was looking directly into the eyes of his son and suddenly felt like they were somehow familiar...

"William... What... What happened?" the thirty year old man finally sighed heavily, and his eyes helplessly rimmed in red-

"Dad, she's going to heaven soon. Can you believe it? I didn't think cancer would be inherited by any of us." The papers in the man's hands fell down.

Yes, those were the same eyes his father looked at him with when he told him- 'Lan, mommy could not fight anymore. '

His mother, in her blossoming age of thirty two, lost to cancer of the bones.

He could still remember, her being shrouded in all black satin veil inside her coffin- with white roses and carnations all over, and a single peony in her hands.

Isabella's third day in the bullet train started with her vomiting in the toilet, brushing her mouth, taking a bath, vomiting again, rinsing her mouth and taking her medicine. She grabbed a white turtleneck, black pants, white sneakers, and her headphones. She had curled her pink hair and used the rabbit earrings.

"Muwah, I look pretty." She also applied make up. Peach eyeshadow blended over her double eyelid eyes, light blush on the cheeks, a little red under her eyes accompanied with a bit of brown liner to make it appear a bit foxy- and finished with brown eyesbrows and plum lips.

She walked out of her room and bumped into someoen coming out of the room just infront of her.

"Sorry, I was not looking." She helped the man pick up the things he dropped- ah?

Pretty.

"My phone?"

"! I'm sorry! Here you go." The owner was a tall gentleman - maybe a few inches taller than her, wearing a black shirt under a white flannel jacket that is obviously from a brand name store. Well-fitted black pants, black shoes, and a shiny silver watch on beautiful looking wrists. Even the hand that received the phone looked really attractive - long, strong, slightly calloused, with well-trimmed nails that looked as clean as the whole person.

A well - groomed gentleman with this mature yet also charming aura around him.

He was exactly Isabella's type.

"Thank you." and that keychain... Isabella couldn't help but look at the rabbit keychain on the phone when the man suddenly spoke-

"You also like rabbits?" She gave him a surprised look- oh! He was looking at the necklace she brought three days ago. With a smile, Isabella began a series of small talks with the stranger on the train and the two decided to walk towards the train's restaurant together.

"Yes, I do like them!" The man smiled- it seems she has found a friend who also likes rabbits. He also seems really as passionate as her when it comes to those small and cute animals- maybe, even more! They talked as they walked towards the small resto bar in the train- ofcourse, they talked about rabbits, their habits, what fur was better, what colour was cuter, what aspect of rabbits they liked or if the other person have rabbits.

"A whole farm?! Are you serious?!" Isabella exclaimed in a slight whispher- there are other people, it would be rude to interrupt them. The man chuckled, and showed her a video of the rabbits he had in his farm.

"Wow! So fat and fluffy!"

"Hehe, of course . I take good care of them- how about this, since you said you're travelling, and I am also on a vacation, how about we go see my farm? It's just a few hours of travel by boat, you can also eat some of my farm's specialty. Carrot cake!"

"Wow! I can?!"

"Well, if you want to. Ofcourse, you're free to decline if you don't want to." Is he serious?! Isabella grabbed the gentleman's hands in a spur of excitement.

"Are you serious?! I would definitely love that! But when should we go? You're in vacation right? I can't just make you cancel everything..." The man seem to think for a moment, before telling her to tell him her planned activities and destinations- maybe they can adjust?

" Oh? We actually want to go to the same places? " He pointed out- she had brought out her small phone app where she had transferred her travel plans since carrying a notebook isn't convenient at all, sadly.

"Wow, you're right."

"Hmm...say, how about travelling together? I mean, two is better than one, right? Maybe, it's fate that we meet here? I'm feeling like a bored small rabbit in this lonesome trip- what do you say? I promise, I am not a bad person." Isabella chuckled- a bored small rabbit huh?

But hm, a companion... But what if he sees her in her bad state? Well, it's not as if they'd sleep together right? She'll drink medicine, vommit all night as usual, then that's it.

Also... Also... Travelling with a handsome man, what a bonus? QUQ

"Alright, I think you are right. Then, I will be travelling with you. Oh! by the way, you can call me Lottie." She and the man shook hands- and he introuduces himself with a soft and friendly smile.

"Seth, you can call me Seth." Seth... That's...

"A very cute name, haha!" Seth looked at her in surprise before chuckling in amusement-

"As if Lottie isn't cuter." Ah, a man with the same brainwave as her - FANTASTIC!

The two agreeed to travel and they exchanged socials, as well as phone numbers.

"Are you on WUWU? I have an account set up there, just for this trip. You don't mind if I post our trips in there, do you?"

"Oh, let me also make an account. I'll add you as a friend." The man spent a few minutes- and as hilarious as it is, it seems that he was also like her- finding it hard to register on these types of patform not becuse they do not have credibilities but because the sequence targets the younger demographic so the sign up options could confuse an adult like them.

They were not social media savy.

For example, the genres of topics they were used to where business, finance, and news- even if they do have a lot of music and sports they love, it's not mainstrema anymore so obviously it would not be in the options. They need ten genres to sign up.

"Pets is also an option in there."

"Just tell me what you picked, my head is hurting."

"Pfft-" The man gave her a wronged and pitiful look- as if blaming her for laughing.

"Don't laugh- I'm too old for this stuff anyway."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Here - let me do it for you." Isabella took his phone with a suppressed laugh-

Handsome man, you're still handsome when you're sulking hehehe. She picked pets, travelling, music, cooking, make-up and beauty, video games, gardening, knitting, sports, and visual novels genres before clicking continue and giving it back to him.

Finally, he was signed up.

"What's your username?"

"Soft White Rabbit." The man sent her a friend request and she bursted out laughing- earning her a few stares.

"Don't laugh- you also have a rabbit on your name!"

"W-what is this depressing name? Aiyah my comrade, don't call yourself a Lonely Small rabbit- you sound like a sad boy!"

"Tsk. So, what do you think I should call myself?"

"Hehe, bro, don't worry. The name is cute enough. However, if you wanna join me as a soft rabbit then you can also be the 'soft white rabbit's friend' hehe." The man raised a brow- it seems that he was thinking about it, and really changed his name.

"Lonely soft white rabbit's companion. Brother- you really wanna be so sad when you have me, lah?" Ofcourse, Isabella was joking, but the man was taking it so seriously and changed his username again.

'Im a lonely Rabbit but I'm soft, cute and happy because my companion said so.' Isabella looked at the serious face of the man, and giggled- what the hell is this name?

"What else is funny?"

"No.. Nothing brother. It-It's good!" she has never seen someone who was seriously so bad at making usernames- it also does not look intentional- he was so serious about it! After laughing, the two decided to play a round of chess that the man had in his room- he actually brought a chess board?

"Sit down, I'll get the chess board." the room was just like hers, as neat as hers, and everything look so well- organized. He pulled out a chessboard from the closet and the two had a few rounds of chess game until lunch.

"Hey Lottie, wanna grab a meal? I'm starving!"

"Yeah, might as well." The two of them had lunch, talked about hobbies, their plans for the trip and what they should eat at the places they wanted to go to.

They never mentioned anything about their personal lives, work, and things that can possibly lead to anything from their past- it seemed like a tacit understanding not to mention those. This type of thing continued until the fifth day- their last day in the train.

"Urk!" Yeah, the last day. But it seems like her nausea, vomiting and bleeding had become quite... Constant. Isabella washed her face in the sink- her skin was pale, she looked like she lost more weight again, but at this time it was not as noticeable- she still looked like she was healthy and not dying.

Her mouth and nose would bleed sometimes, but thankfully she had developed a keen sense of knowing when it will happen- whether if it was vomit or blood. She would excuse herself and there had been no accidents.

"Ah, land! Atlast!" If she could, she would kiss the ground- but that would surely embarrass the gentleman beside him.

"Okay, let's check in to a hotel first so we could rest, eat and look around. Then, we can fly out in the morning." She turned to him happily, the sun reflecting light in her emerald eyes-

"Sure! I want to eat sashimi, some meat buns, candied hawsticks, cake- oh! Let's eat some fried icecream!"

"Alright, whatever you want." The man smiled, and told her to follow him towards the best hotel in this area.

Travelling with Seth was never a boring occassion. He might look like a total serious person, but he can laugh and joke around. She can easily ask him to go somewhere and he would say 'yes' in a heartbeat. The man also has a lot of connections- they were able to board the same plane, lay on the same first class cabin, and he was also able to book them the finest hotels even if they were already packed full of people.

And he was always so polite. Even in the cabin, he never did anything out of line, in bath houses, or just wherever they may be. Isabella felt really lucky to have such a friend.

Well ahem, she was still open for other things hehe.

"You want some?" He offers her a cotton candy. They were at a park resort, which also has a theme park. She was lining up for some of the ride's tickets and saw him line up for some food earlier- she did not expect it to be cotton candy. She was not much of a cotton candy fan, but it was still novel to eat. Seeing him smile proudly, asking if he picked a good flavour, Isabella felt that... As time passes he becomes more handsome in her eyes.

Hey, her life is short, so it's ridiculous not to appreciate a beautiful and thoughtful man to the point of being in love. Can you blame her?

"Oh by the way, it's green apple flavour."

"Yeah, I love green apples the most- it's the best flavour for me."

"I love it too- especially in juice form. Original form? Not as much."

"True datttt." They entered a haunted cave boat ride and received a pair of devil horn headbands - funny enough, they thought the two of them were a couple, and handed them these couple only pairs of merchandise- as well as give them a ride on the couple's boat which was as you may have guessed - has more boats than the non-couple customers.

Well, there are a lot of couples ... But the boat was shaped like a rabbit, it was too cute to pass.

The two of them looked at each other and silently reached a consensus. They unhesitatingly sat inside the boat, fastened their seatbelt locks and posed for a picture, which was another bonus for the couple ride.

The two of them looked at each other, and covered their mouths to secretly laugh- like two children who got away with doing small petty crimes.

The ride went into the cold and dark cave. The boats were all fastened together by a chain and hook- following each other uniformly. There were jumpscares amidst the story telling done by a voice from the speakers installed all over the man made cave. Then after the eerie, scream filled (mostly by children) trip, the boats exits out of the cave, only to go down a steep drop.

Everyone braced themselves with either joyous laughter or terrified screams.

"That was something! Seth, come for a picture!" The snap of the phone camera captures smiling faces, full of vitality and seemingly endless happiness. Isabella looked at the pictures with a smile, before uploading it to WUWU. Immediately, Seth likes the photo and reposts it, laughing at the other photos they have taken during the trips-

"Who would've thought- it's already a month  since we travelled together- but it feels like forever." The man exclaimed, quickly taking pictures of the nearby shops and uploading them into his WUWU. Isabella looked at the pictures with a smile- but her heart felt rather sour.

Ah, it's a month already? Boy, she only have a few weeks then. She secretly looked at Seth- today, he wore a white shirt, a brown pair of shorts that showcased strong legs- which was slightly tanned. He paired the whole look with a pair of grey sportshoes, a black wristwatch that had leather straps, his slightly long hair had been loosely tied with a black elastic, and on his neck was a silver chain necklace. He looked really goddamn handsome.

He's like the first of July- as her foreign assistant secretary would say.

"Seth, how about some scones? I see scones from that shop- might as well try them?" The man nods, and the two of them walked towards the shop. Fresh scones were served, accompanied by cold chocolate drinks. There were also bunny shaped puddings, and some dark chocolate ice cream they both loved.

" Ugh-" Isabella's hands quivered as she felt pain stabbing her stomach. Seth worriedly grabbed her hands and asked if she was alright.

"Your hands feel cold- should we head back for now? We can come back tommorow."  He looked anxious- and Isabella smiled at him. He's truly kind, able to be so worried like this for her- who was a total stranger.

"No. I'm fine. I still want to finish the rides." She pinched her legs to stop herself from vomiting, with a smile on her face. She did not see the light in the man's eyes dim, as he looked at her with an expression of worry in his eyes.

As she wished, they continued their trip around the amusement park and took a lot of pictures. They rode the merry-go-round, the gallieon boat, a small apollo spaceship with 3d experience, a swing around ride (practically a series of swings held together under a machine and moves in a circular motion like a carousel but faster), tea cups, roller coaster, and even a slingshot ride- which Seth did not like at all.

Isabella held her stomach to laugh at Seth who was vomitting near a tree. He looked at her with a glare- but he inadvertedly glanced at the slingshot ride and he felt nauseous again- leading to another series of vomitting. Isabella couldn't help but snap a picture.

"Hey-!"

"Don't come at me with your vomit breath!" Isabella ran away from him. Seth gave chase and finally caught up to her. He caught her by the waists and began tickling her sides. Isabella broke out into fits of laughter- inadvertedly letting her guard down.

"Gotcha!" He triumpathly held the phone in his hand as the pink haired woman tried to reach for it from his back. They were about the smae height- with Seth a few inch taller than her so it was a lot of effort to hide the phone from her.

"Give it back!"

"Hehe, nope! Not until I deleted that!"

"Tsk, I won't tell another soul about it, I promise!" The people passing by them giggled- ah, it was nice to be a young couple isn't it?

Finally, Isabella snatched it back and put it into her bra, and gave Setha  look of 'Come and try'.

The man looked at her chest and slapped a hand on his face- no, he has to wave the white flag of defeat.

The 'Young couple' finally came to a deal- Isabella was to delete that photo and Seth was going to do whatever she wants him to do- for a whole week. Isabella mischeviously chuckled- her eyes turning cresents with her smile, which actually reminds Seth of the Chesire cat.

"...." maybe it was a bad decision to make a deal with her. Seeing his regret, Isabella waved her phone with a smile.

"No backing out. I promise, I'll delete it!" Seth frown-pouted, and asked her what was the next plan is in a very exaggerated manner.

"Then your Majesty, what shall we do now?" Isabella let out a 'pfft' and lifted a brow- He can play like this, she can also cater to his small antics.

"My loyal servant, I want to go to a fancy restaurant where we can have some warm wontons, braised pork and some rabbit shaped cake!"

"As you wish, your Majesty. May I?" She gave him a look of confusion- until he bent down- his back infront of her.

"Piggy-back?" He shrugged.

"But I'm a tall and heavy woman- we're almost the same height."

"Doesn't matter. Do you not trust these impeccable biceps and abdominal muscles you see everyday? "

"Tch, what the hell is that about?" She laughed in amusement, but nonetheless got onto his back. It was a sight to see infront of so many people- a tall man, carrying an equally tall woman  with pink hair, bunny jewelries, and a bunny plushie backpack on her back.

Some single people sneered- it's not fair, two attractive people and showing affections like this? Where is justice?

Some people looked at their partners and raised their eyebrows- as if to say 'why can't you do that too? I am not as heavy as her, lah.' Aiyah, a lot of those partners will have to try harder or just completely admit defeat.

Isabella felt the wind against her figure as they left the park and was walking on the roads just beside the beaches. The salty and cold air carried a rather nostalgiac and free feeling- which seems to tug on her heart.

All of these, she would never see anymore a few days from now, all of the people, places, food, music, materialistic parts of life, the non-materialistic part of life... Her eyes stared at the back of Seth's head.

His blonde hair seem to shine under the light of the afternoon sun, like the mythical golden thread spun by rumplestilskin. It evokes a feeling of purity, of melancholy, of the richness of what life can give to those who are willing to even set a foot outside the circle called destiny. The way they move with the wind reminded her of the past- where the thin yellow curtains of her room would sway under the summer winds, and soft sunlight would seep through. She was but a small child innoccent from the cruelty of the world, where the only thing she knew was her mother's sweet voice and her father's caring tone.

It also reminded her of honey- or the myriads of light from the setting sun she would gaze at in pain everytime the disease comes knocking like death at sunset.

Such a vivid feeling- it was almost impossible not to remember it.

It also reminded her of something else. Isabella leaned down, and buried her face in the strands of blonde infront of her.

"Isabella?"

"Mhm? I'm fine, just a bit dizzy- let me lean a bit." The sand of time that tickled unto her hourglass, which is running out faster than it should be.

The man carrying her felt the wetness falling unto his back but he did not dare say anything- he continued to walk with a look of dullness in his eyes.

It's so lonely, isn't it?

'W-what is this depressing name? Aiyah my comrade, don't call yourself a Lonely Small rabbit- you sound like a sad boy!'

You don't know how sad this rabbit is really, so sad it's about to burst from within.

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