COPING

[twindividualism]

[Otherwise known as definitely not talking to himself alone in his room.]

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[twindividualism]

And getting so worked up all the time isn't going to change that . . .

[twindividualism]

And now they're going to talk to Mint and—crap! Did Romantique and Leo talk yet?

[twindividualism]

Why didn't I find that out first? Now it's going to be an even bigger mess—!

[twindividualism]

[AUGH I'M SO STUPID]

[twindividualism]

[—NO. STOP.]

[YOU ARE AN ADULT AND YOU ARE IN CONTROL OF YOUR LIFE!!!]

[twindividualism]

[Okay maybe that is a lie, but taking control is possible.]

[twindividualism]

[. . . Right?]




I have to do something.

[twindividualism]

[rrrgh getting up to pace. The mask follows after him]

[twindividualism]

[. . . Turns to stare at the mask]

[twindividualism]

Just pretending . . . I just need to stop being an idiot, right?

[twindividualism]

[The mask bobs in place :U]






[spiiiiiiiin]

[twindividualism]

It's been my own fault for panicking so much . . . I know enough to know it's supposed to be my brother that can't help himself. What have I been doing?

[twindividualism]

[The mask just chills there. All featureless and creepy as ever.]

[twindividualism]

Okay. Think this through calmly.

[twindividualism]

Mint seems dim enough . . . and she heard me say I was done. I can work with that.

[twindividualism]

"Oh, I realized there's no point bothering with him anymore~ I was being too childish~"

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. . . Or something like that.

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[I wonder if I should work in an apology to Romantique too?]

[twindividualism]

He's never going to do it himself.

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And Beauty will keep worrying as long as that's . . .

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[BUT APOLOGIZING!!!]

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He's the jerk here anyway!

[twindividualism]

[Mask McIcy reverses its spinning]

[twindividualism]

[DEEP BREATHS. REMEMBER WHY YOU'RE DOING THIS.]

[twindividualism]

. . . He's an idiot. You know he'll back down if he thinks things are okay again. So . . .