[The park is a good place to walk, especially when one isn't sure where to go. That's what brings Richie here, needing some kind of outlet for whatever it is that was in his head. He isn't sure how much is real, how much comes from his own mind, and how much is the city fucking with him. Again.
There he sees someone with their pet. A perfectly normal thing to do. Maybe this was what was needed, something grounded that he could make sense of. Unfortunately, his social skills aren't the most well honed, and when he approaches Zoe he states the first thing that comes to mind in a blunt, matter-of-fact tone.]
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There he sees someone with their pet. A perfectly normal thing to do. Maybe this was what was needed, something grounded that he could make sense of. Unfortunately, his social skills aren't the most well honed, and when he approaches Zoe he states the first thing that comes to mind in a blunt, matter-of-fact tone.]
Your cat looks like shit.