Lost Queen

Even though she had a cheerful demeanor, inside Cappy felt incredibly lonely. The wide childlike smile would hide beneath it a kind of pain that she could never really put into words, but it would feel like there was a void, something that felt like it was eating her from the inside out.

She was no stranger to train stations—after all it was the primary way that she would get around—she would find herself strangely pulled to throw herself onto the tracks. Would it make a difference to her?

And most importantly what she would always think of, is would she be missed if she did that?