Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-4681758-20140329045024/@comment-24147026-20140516020352

Cash let himself go through the motions, following behind the others, making sure he kept his distance. These people weren't his friends, just stuck in the same situation with him, he had said that to Id; but part of him hoped someone would try to talk with him.

He hated thinking like that, getting all depressed over some stupid things like that. There were bigger things to worry about, better things to focus on.

Why was he chosen as the representative for compassion? He didn't feel compassion, he was pretty sure only three of his bros even knew what the word meant. The rest were like him, too pointed and crass to receive anything but scorn and hate.

He never received any compassion from anyone but the others in his mind, so why should he show any in kind?

That line of thought stung, so he kept his gaze toward the leader of the group, brushing aside everything else for now.