T gave me a stuffed animal moose that i named. i used to sleep with it for years. then it became part of my magical thinking game/problem, so i put it on the dresser and thats where it stays now

one night T brought me my comforter from my bed and practically tucked me in on the couch. he handed me the moose and said 'here's this little guy' . i snuggled up with it under the blanket. T made a sad mmm noise as he left