"Riku, you're beginning to cope with things and not be depressed all of the time. This just won't do."

And now my cat has gone missing.

The cat I've had since I moved here, over 12 years ago.

The cat who was my only friend as a child.

That cat.

She's missing. Has been, since Wednesday.

Fuck.

I know her. The only reason she'd be gone for this long would be because she's hurt or stuck or dead.

I'm not ready to deal with that. Especially not the latter.

And my aunt had the nerve to say "So if she doesn't come back in a few days do we get another cat to replace her?" She just said that. All nonchalant like it's not a big deal that the cat I've had for over twelve years has gone missing.

You don't just... Replace pets. They're not like computers or some shit.

...

I'm really worried.