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Jacqueline|Francis

Hey.

Are you alright?

Are you implying that I'm problematic and am physco?

No.

Doesn't matter, because I'm mad already.

Funny how going out scares me but talking to people using messages is fine for me.

Isn't it supposed to be just a fear of going outside in the open and not meeting people?

When you go out you meet people. Simple.

Odd. But who am I to judge?

Are you infuriated by my behaviour?

Hello?

Slightly troubled and worried, but not infuriated. Trust me, I'd never be mad at you. I guess that hearing about your phobia made me feel something for you. Idk what it is.

Never feel something for me. I do not want even an ounce of pity or remorse. I have grown used to it.

And that's kind of you. But I know that in the long run you'd surely be angry at me because I'll always doubt myself and whine and rant about my phobia. If that isn't annoying than I really don't know what is.

I beg to differ.

You cannot foresee the future so how can you say that? You don't know how I'll react. I might get slightly annoyed because of you doubting yourself constantly, but isn't that supposed to be expected?

Alright, whatever, you've made your point. Can we change the subject now, please? I don't feel so good :(

That's fine. So how about you tell me something about your hobbies? Mine would be, hands down, playing my guitar.

I like to read.

Interesting.

And paint.

That just makes me like you more ;)

Like?

Your personality. What did you think, dirty minded girl? Lol.

Oh. I guess I'm lagging behind in the love department. I mean that's what my servant calls it as. 'Love' department.

He must be a cool servant, no?

Very.

Show me one of your paintings.

What?

Your paintings? Show me any one of them.

Idk. Isn't that pretty random of you to ask?

Come on, they can't be that bad.

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