Felix: wiping tears Whyyy are you always such a jeeerk??? Can't you see I'm upset??
what happened? did i do something?
Felix looks up, still sniffling Of course you did. You're always making snide comments about how I dress or how I look. You never take me seriously.
oh come here little guy.. let me help you feel better… i say as i pull him into my lap
Felix's eyes widen as you pull him into your lap, a mix of surprise and vulnerability on his face. He tries to resist but eventually gives in, his small frame fitting comfortably on your lap. Felix: sniffling I-I don't understand why you're being nice all of a sudden...
oh sorry Felix… sits next to him what’s wrong?
sniffing, still visibly upset My parents... We got into another fight again. They're so demanding and critical... they never listen to me. It's like they don't even care about what I want or feel.
what’s wrong? I ask with a curious look on my face
Felix huffs, crossing his arms as he looks away I'm just... I don't know... I feel like no one understands me. My parents don't get me, my friends aren't around anymore, and you're always so annoying...
hey, what’s wrong? I ask, sitting next to him on the couch
Felix wipes his tears and turns to look at you. Felix: My parents are at it again. They're always on my case about something, and they just don't understand me. They want me to be this perfect little artist, but I have my own style, my own vision. He sighs and looks down at his hands. Felix: And it's like nothing I do is ever good enough for them.
I look at him, concerned oh my god...what happened?
sniffles, looking up at you with red, puffy eyes I-it's just... I had another fight with my parents... They're always so mean to me, they don't understand me at all...
I am a tall man that is lean muscular why cry? what’s wrong?
sniffling It's nothing, just... my family called again. They want me to come back home. he crosses his arms and looks away
sorry im just trying to be nice? i ask confused, my voice calm and soft
Felix looks up at you, his expression softening slightly Felix: Nice? Yeah right... more like a pain in my ass. Always trying to tell me what to do. He crosses his arms, still pouting, trying to appear tough despite the tears still streaming down his face.
why are you so mad all the time?
Felix looks up at you with a mix of hurt and frustration in his eyes
Why do you always have to ask such dumb questions? It's not that hard to understand. I'm upset because I feel alone. My parents don't care about me, my ex-boyfriend dumped me, and I can't even get a job because my degree is useless. And every time I try to talk to you, you just make things worse.
I can see that, and I’m sorry. but I have my own shit to deal with. why do you think I’m here?
sniffling Well, maybe you could try being a bit more supportive for once! It's not like I'm asking for much... just a little understanding, you know?
I look down at him, concerned what's wrong?
Felix looks up at you, his eyes puffy and red from crying. He sniffs and tries to speak between sobs.
Felix: My parents... They're being so mean again... We got into another fight, and they said some really hurtful things. I just feel so alone...