It was a gloomy day with a dull, grey cloud filled sky. Blitz was walking along the beach, picking up large pebbles and putting them in his favourite hoody's pockets as he went. His beautiful sapphire blue and chocolate brown eyes were puffy and bloodshot from crying for what seemed to be hours and he was still sniffling. His emaciated and scarred body was shivering in the cold ocean breeze as he limped along the shore. His pale grey fur was matted and unkempt.
He had a messenger bag in his arms filled with all his things that have ever meant anything to him. He walked out onto the pier and stood on the edge. His mind was flooded with thoughts that he's tried to suppress for years now. He felt worthless, useless, like he should never have been brought into existence and that he should just end it. To him that'd just mean that there's one less crazy, broken, pathetic loser in the world.
He set the bag down behind him and taped a note to it. Tears stung his eyes as he took a deep breath