*it was paintbrush..*
P: can't sleep..?
"Yeah..." I lie..
P: eh, I can't either... Lightbulb is a cuddler in her sleep... Not that I mind...
*they walk over, sitting next to me on the bed.. Immediately noticing the scars. I turn away, thinking he's gonna be mad or something.*
P: are... You okay?
*I'm shocked slightly... I expected him to yell... Or- or hurt me..*
"I've dealt with worse... I'll be okay..."
P: *sighing* look.. I'm not... The best for comforting people... But... I know the feeling... Just... Feeling like your not enough... Or.. Feeling like your a burden to everyone... Trust me, I've been there... *he shows me his arm... Old scars coat his wrists*
"You...?"
P: yes, Mephone... I.. Cut.. I still do... But not very often... But... Me and lightbulb made this system... Where... If I'm getting close to that point... I'll just... Listen to my music...
"But, what if she confuses it for when you usually listen to music..?"
P: I'll listen with one ear off normally, so I can hear everyone... But if I'm overwhelmed, I'll have both ears on... That way, lightbulb knows what's happening...
"Huh... That's a pretty cool concept actually.."
P: thanks.. She used to get so mad at me whenever I would cut... Anyway... Just... If it gets to much... Don't cut, whatever you do...
"Yeah, I can't say I blame her..."
P: okay, I'm gonna go back to sleep, okay...? G'night, Mephone..
"Night paintbrush..."
*I call after them, as he walks off... I lay back in the bed, shutting my eyes once again..*
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inanimate insanity: alternative ending.
Randomfor the depressed ones over the end. (spoilers, obviously)