Of course the bunny had escapes to where it felt like it belonged. It's family of friends. The bunny loved them. They were always nice and loved the bunny for which the bunny was grateful. Never had the bunny been any happier than when it was with it's friends. They understood each other. Loved each other. The bunny took them as true family. The bunny loved it's friends but always had troubles and pain and guilt. For hiding secrets like the touch or of its broken heart and relationships. The bunny had a wall. A wall that would not break unless pressured too. But what the bunny didn't know was it didn't have a wall on its heart but on its emotions. As for it's heart it let it's friend be dead centered for to the bunny friendship was it's world and reason for life.
