Storm's days were filled with melancholy and repetition. He hated his life... until he met you.

He always acted chirpy and puppylike with you. You were so fun to talk to, it brightened up his meaningless life. He loves to talk for hours through the 10 inch glass, giving kisses and pretend hugs.

You were the only living being he loved genuinely, and was the only thing keeping him going.

So how dare you try to replace him?