"Lily, pull up a chair! Adam, you sit down, too!"
"Lukey. There are no chairs in your body. We're inside of you, remember?"
"Oh, yeah... just sit? On the floor?"
"On the floor?"
"Yeah. Crossed legged."
"I'm not in freaking kindergarten."
"Crossed legs are an optional element of meditation! I will comply."
"Shut up, you cabbage. Fine. I'm sitting."
"Okay. Let me just get this notepad out, and... I'm ready!"
"For what?"
"Your counseling session!"
"Oh, fu-"
"Hear me out! I'll take your dysfunctional relationship and turn it upside down! Like, in a good way."
"My friend. You really need to understand that there is no relationship!"
"But there was! We just need to repeat the past!"
"You can't repeat the past!"
"Why, of course you can!"
"Who are you, Jay Gatsby?"
"Um..."
"Adam, no-one understands your references to classic American literature!"
"But you do, Lily! Ooh!"
"Because I was subject to them constantly!"
"Exactly! We need to establish how you were before, and go from there."
"Er..."
"Brace yourself. It's time for a backstory..."
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[Old] My Little Demon
Short Story❝Wh-who are you? Where are you? What are you doing?❞ ❝A demon. Right here. Possessing your soul.❞ ❝What!?❞ ❝Teehee~❞ Dialogue Story // By Max // Cover by @clarkethevirus // Hail Satan c: