(Warning: First-person narration)
I stared at the shapeless thing crying in front of me and fell silent.
"Waaah, you were mine to begin with!" The puddle of a thing inched closer to me as it cried.
I edged back in distaste and, after a long pause, managed to say, "Y-you... stop crying."
A hand-shaped thing reached out from the puddle. "O-okay, fine. Then... then I want you to kiss the back of my hand."
I said, "...You might as well drown me."