Can't Eat The Bunny

Synopsis

My boyfriend, Norris, liked to say that it was hard for animals to make a living in the human world. We should pinch pennies where we could and spent only when it counts. Nice clothes were for going out, he insisted. At home, I should make do with skimpy, threadbare things. That day, as I tugged at a rabbit dress that was far too short, strange words flickered into existence in the mirror. [Is the male lead really this broke? He can't even afford a complete outfit? Without ears and a tail, how is this a bunny girl?] [You must be new here. The male lead is actually loaded. He just doesn't want to spend money on the supporting girl.] [Am I the only one who thinks the male lead is trash for playing both sides? He gives all his earnings to the heroine while flirting with the supporting girl on the side.] Watching the comments scroll past, I reached behind me. Sure enough, there was a small, ragged hole at the back of the skirt. It was clearly meant for a tail. This was too much. Worn-out clothes were one thing, but now they were skimping on fabric as well?