pale || prinxiety

anxiety

the next day, my mind was just a flurry.

we can't be around each other...for too long or touch for too long. it's not like we really want to be around each other for too long, why would i wanna be around him?

he sings a lot...he projects his voice a lot...he shows his confidence a lot...

he kinda has an ego but, most people do, and it's inevitable...

i open my eyes after sighing, i'm in thomas's living room...or on the stairs to be more exact.
"grea-"
"yeah, yeah, 'why are you here?' 'because i kinda have to', i get it sanders" i retort coldly, narrowing my eyes and glancing around at everyone else, morality is excited, logic is confused and princey looks like he's in heaven.

"it's love thomas!" morality grins, bouncing in his spot. "but, what if it doesn't work out?" i speak up, and smirk, feeling all eyes on me.
"what is love good for?" i look around, logic doesn't seem to want to speak up, morality seems as though he is thinking, but before i turn to princey, he speaks up, loudly as usual.

"so much! it's having someone to wake up and go to sleep with! someone to spend a different kind of time with! and the bed has more meaning than sleep!" he grins and everyone lets out a warning; woah.

"beds are for sleeping, ya' silly!" morality shakes his head, laughing softly.

i shake my head, roll my eyes and i wonder if i should stay around, but, thomas is extremely anxious, i'm unable to come and go when i please.

especially if they talk about something like...love, ugh.