"No longer human."
"I've got another story," started Ayre. ■■■■■ was laying in bed today.
"What is it?" They asked, not looking up from their game.
"One time, you dated this girl." Ayre smiled. "It was the second You, and her name was ××××××. She was so sweet! She thought you were this edgy character you role-played as back then, though." He chuckled.
"Really? Huh… why?" They questioned.
"Well, she was schizophrenic, so that might be why. You did a whole lot of research when she told you! You wanted to be a good boyfriend or something." He shrugged.
"...hm." ■■■■■ thought for a moment. They'd been wondering for awhile if they were schizophrenic… was this why Ayre was bringing this up?
"No, it's not. I don't think you're schizophrenic." Ayre answered.
"...I forgot that you hear my thoughts." ■■■■■ looked at him. It was kind of a troublesome thing.
"Hehe! I do. Aaaaall the time. But… yeah, you're not schizophrenic. You're pretty normal. I mean, everybody has little friends in their head and has to avoid monsters! Right?" Ayre tilted his head.
"...maybe." They shrugged.
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General Fiction"Questioning myself endlessly..." A collection of dreams, conversations, and thoughts. May contain triggering material. Proceed with caution.
