Breakfast - Shimmer Light

>Unless you decide to just put random foods in milk and dump milk on them, this is your last liquid breakfast.
>Pops, your last love.
>Your heart and soul...
>Something about them just tastes... weird today.
>It's probably nerves.
>About being on your last bowl of breakfast.
>Then...
>You already feel like you're sweating.
>... You are sweating.
>Gross.
>You'll have to talk a shower after breakfast.
>On an unrelated note, the moth sitting next to you seems to be a bit... jittery.
>She has heavier breaths and she's lightly shaking. She has been like this for a while, but only this morning has it persisted.
>It was usually only at mid-day and at night, but now...
>You've questioned her about it, but she always disregarded the subject.
>... You're worried.
>...
>No more.
>She's always leaving you in the dark. True, many things are meant to be kept secret, but you have a good reason to at least ask about her health.
>You put down your spoon.
>... It probably would've been more epic if you hadn't just finished.
>You have bad timing.
>That doesn't matter now, only she matters now.
>...
>Yeah.
>She's looking toward the bowl, expecting it to be slid to her.
>You don't slide it.
>Time to make a statement.
"Hey."
>Her eyes glare daggers into you.
>Truly the end of times.
>You steel yourself and continue.
"You haven't been feeling well, what's wrong?"
>Her expression becomes one of intense anger.
>"I'm perfectly fine, Anonymous." She's angry enough to use your full first name. "Just pass me the milk so we can move on."
>This is it, make or break...
>...
"No."
>...
>Silence.
>She's slightly taken aback.
>Then she recovers.
>... Her eyes bring death...
>So... cold...
>What does life mean?
>... Goodness, you feel yourself dying just looking into her eyes.
>"Anonymous."
>...
>No.
>"Anonym-"
"No!"
>Her stare ends and your rant begins.
"You don't trust me in the slightest! I'm just trying to help you, and you snarl at me and bring me hell!"
>You let it hang for a second.
"We were bonding! Everything was going so well, we even got through a tough time, and we're still having it difficult!"
>She averts her gaze.
>She looks... sad.
>It seems you've actually struck a chord this time.
"... What's wrong?"
>... Silence overtakes the room.
>This had to be done... right?
>Yes. Don't regret it, this is how it has to be. If you don't mend this, it may be broken forever.
>She visibly inhaled deeply.
>She sighs.
>Her eyes are closed; she turns back to you.
>Her eyes open.
>They glisten...
>"Anon..."
>You simply wait.
>"I-I'm sorry. I... haven't been feeling well, but it's just a minor thing."
>She sounds sincere...
"Promise?"
>The question hangs in the air.
>A light smile graces her beautiful face.
>"I promise."
>You smile in return. Maybe, just maybe, you can learn to actually grow together.
>Unlike last time.
>... Well, that sullied your thoughts.
>She still seems positive, though.
>Her forelegs open wide, as if she was inviting you in for a hug.
>...
>Maybe she is.
>You go in for the hug.
>And the two of you hold a great embrace.
>She asked you for a hug and you accepted.
>It feels nice.
>She brings her mouth to your ear.
>"Anon?"
"Yes?"
>"My name..."
>...
>She's serious.
>...
>...
>"Shimmer Light."