"No, stop thinking like that, just, stop."
"I'm not stopping."
"Stop."
"No."
"Y'know what, I'll STOP ARGUING." I say to myself.
I start laughing, "Oh man, I'm still talkin' to myself, maybe it's why I have so little friends, heh. That's not funny, but it is..." Wait, wait, this is still going on, what in hell? I can't believe myself, I should just probably face my consequences. She's not gonna outright brutally murder me, we're friends, and I should just... chill. I thought, "This'll end, if I let it." And so, I stood up, still holding the shield, looking around for any sign of the impending danger that will possibly end me.
"I'm sorta paranoid, oops." I start laughing again. "Also, this is why people call me insane."
At this point, I've walked a decent distance from that isolated place I was in. I keep walking as I sing All Star while I cringe at my own voice.
~dramatic open ending~
~will update if something happens in the original conversation~
YOU ARE READING
What.
HumorIt's just a random story for @KarlheneAndrheyLucin I drew the cover, don't steal. Lots of swearing, read at your own risk. Although I'm sure you don't care, this is the internet. Don't take this seriously, I was just... extremely bored.
