a doll being hugged by its friends.
and it can't help but begin to cry.
and it tries to push them away, that it won't bother them with its tears.
but they don't let go.
they refuse to let go.
and it can't stop itself from crying harder and harder.
it stumbles between gratitude for being so wonderful to it, and apologizing for ruining their clothes -
and it struggles and writhes and cries.
but they don't let go.
not until its tears have stained all of their clothes.
not until it can hardly form a word for how hard it's crying.
not until it's a sniffling mess.
the doll is worth it.
the doll is worth all of it.