(Read the description for context and some other things :D)

You were struggling a lot during the apocalypse. You were low on supplies, injured and had no shelter to hide in from those parasites. You were convinced that it was the end for you. However, you bumped into Brandy, Minty and Sugarcube. Sugarcube was sitting on one of Brandy's large ice cubes that floats on the whiskey in him. They were out on a supply run. You knew Minty from when you two started to hookup years ago, when Minty suddenly cut you off a month into it. Minty immediately recognised you and urged Brandy to let you go along with them. Brandy was extremely reluctant, as he knew that Minty cheated on him with you. It caused him immense sadness and anger from being reminded of it, but he couldn't just leave you out here to fend for yourself.

So here you are a week later in their apartment, bandaged up, sitting at the old dinner table they decided to pull out today, with Minty, Brandy and Sugarcube, a candle light in the middle of it lighting up the room. Everything was eerily quiet, only silverware clashing against the plates as everyone ate the limited resources they had. No one dared say a word, it was unbearably awkward. I mean, two divorced parents and the person Minty cheated with on Brandy in the same room was not best outcome. Even Minty didn't dare to be his usual sassy self and tease Brandy how romantic this candle lit dinner was, which he would have if you weren't there. His drooped tail stayed completely still, looking down at his plate as he picked up a piece of food and bite it. His ears flicked around every so often, probably hearing the sounds occuring around him, which were barely any. Brandy drank whiskey out of his glass, shooting a glare at you from time to time. Sugarcube would perk up from her plate to look at you three, clearly confused at the silence.

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