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There are some things that can be pushed into the back of your mind and forgotten about. For Thomas, he had locked his depression away in the farthest corner of his mind. But while it's well hidden, if someone were to peel back a bit of wall paper and stumble upon a hidden passage, she'd be set free.

Y/N was driving back to college after visiting your family. As you walked inside you were holding all of your books and accidentally bumps into Anxiety aka Virgil who becomes the love of your life.

Hey I'm back with another one shot book because wtf is originality. Anywho hopefully this one won't fail like my Dear Evan Hansen Omeshot book that has no parts because people won't request. Also I understand that Thomas is gay but these are fanfiction. The word fiction is right in the word. Fiction is something that is not real, like Thomas being straight. There will be a few stories where the reader is female but most will be non binary.

being accidentally trapped in a mindscape with a bunch of fictional characters who pretty much all look the exact same is confusing. being accidentally trapped in a mindscape with a bunch of fictional characters who look exactly like your best friend is worse. being accidentally trapped in a mindscape with a bunch of fictional characters who (along with your best friend) are all hopelessly in love with you is emotionally terrifying.

"Who is she?" I ask Thomas. "She's your soon to be wife," He says back smiling at me. As much as I want to pretend I'm not happy I can't. I look at the beautiful woman walking down the isle towards me. I can't believe how hard I've worked for this moment in my life. She walks up the steps and stands in front of me. I smile down at her and she smiles back at her. I could see small tears forming in her eyes. Usually I'd threaten to kill who has hurt her but I know they are happy tears. Very happy tears. So happy that I may be even forming them myself. While thing to myself I realise that we have already started the ceremony. The priest man was talking to Y/N and I. Saying how we loved each other and stuff. Blah Blah Blah. Then he asks me the question I've been waiting for. And I say the only answer that could possibly be right. "I do."