Jofuran's Letter 115 / 0918 Kiza tapped Jofuran on the head.Jofuran's Letter 115 / 0918 Kiza tapped Jofuran on the head. "Please don't." Jofuran looked up from between Kiza's legs, her eyebrows raised. "Something wrong?" "It's just not working, Furry. I don't know why." Kiza turned to look away from her, exhaling in one long sigh. "I wish I did." Jofuran slid up and wrapped herself around Kiza's back. "Want to talk about it?" "It's just not working, Furry. Please? Don't touch me. I don't want to be with someone right now." "Tell me what's wrong, Kiza, please." "I don't know!" Kiza said. "Please, just go away." Furry slipped out of bed, drawing the covers up over her roommate, and made her way back into the living room of their apartment. She had been afraid this might happen, afraid of the day Kiza decided that she, too, knew too much and it was time for her to move on. She drew herself a glass of sweet juice and sat down on the aging living room couch, propping her feet up on the low table set before it. She hated the feelings coursing through her, the anger. The problems they were having weren't Kiza's fault. Weren't they? she wondered to herself. Kiza had been slowly removing her heart from her feelings for the past two weeks, as Nickolai's return date grew closer. Kiza had always had a pattern of falling away from lovers as they grew to know her, but Furry had always thought of herself as immune to that effect, since she had known Kiza very well before they started sleeping together. It had been such a glorious two years together! She swore gently as she swirled the juice in its glass, then took another drink. She and Kiza had made quite a pair, and few people even believed that they were going to break up soon. |