Brighter then the red sky. (Inanimate Insanity)

People don't often talk to blueberry. But when they do, it's almost always the same questions: why be so depressed all the time? Why didn't you help us? Why this, why that, blah blah blah. What's the point of making a friend if they won't talk about anything else? But it's not so bad. At least they aren't asking about...