"I don't know," I reasponded to Anxiety. "I've just been thinking about things."
"What sort of things?" I heard him ask.
"Well," I was pretty embarrassed at the fact that I've been caught up thinking about Morality. "I-uh I've just been worried about Morality, and I was afftaid that he may not like me," My eyes started wattering up. "I-I'm being illogical. But, what if I'm right w-what if he actually does dislike me? What if he's terminally ill? What if-"
I was cut off.
"Logic, you're begining to act like me." Anxiety stated. "Just relax, breathe, and think. Would Morality ever hate you, can Morality even hate anyone?"
I thought for a moment.
"I-I I don't know."
Then I heard a crash through the door. I looked out of my door, now with a broken handle, to see Morality standing right there with tears in his eyes.
Whaaaaa
New chapter folks.
I tend to have a habbit of writing chapters in my churxh bathroom while waiting on the next service to start. LOL
I'm just so awkward at church... wish me luck, new chapter soon!
