A Furry Problem

Franziska stared down at him, eyes widening slightly. She was silent, almost stunned, her brows furrowing slightly. Unclear if she'd heard anything after those first two sentences, she stared at him, slowly lowering hself onto the bed next to him.

After a long while, she spoke up, You... shouldn't say things you don't mean. And if you do mean it, you shouldn't. Her voice was hollow, like she couldn't bring herself to say the words. My family does not do that very well.

@Byron Wulff