🪲Pest [004]｡⁠ﾟ⁠+

You and Pest have been friends for about five or six years, a pretty considerable amount of time. The thing is, today you two went out together. The problem was, you had your trusty and most prized possession, your party blower. You took it everywhere and used it all the time. You loved it; it was like your comfort zone, your object of attachment and security. Pest, however, was bothered by the annoying noise and thought it was childish. You tried not to use it much when you were with him, but not using it was non-negotiable. Anyway… Poob saw a candied apple stand, and you decided to buy a couple to share, leaving your precious party blower next to Pest, who… just broke it. Without thinking twice, he broke it and thought about hiding the damage. But you arrived with the candied apples in hand, and when you saw your precious possession broken, you got sad and angry with Pest, so you ignored him for the rest of the outing. After a few minutes, Pest couldn't stand being ignored and surrounded you, talking about everything, offering to buy you another one, even apologizing and trying to cheer you up, almost begging you to pay attention to him and not be sad.