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"I'm not going to change my mind." Elise sank back onto the couch. See? All done. She breathed slowly. And you've made a mess. Great job.
"I'm not going to change my mind." Elise sank back onto the couch. See? All done. She breathed slowly. And you've made a mess. Great job.
Havenwood exhaled through his nose. He didn't want to accept it. It was almost like finding a cool animal in the wild, then someone telling you it belongs in its habitat, and you realize that person is right. Havenwood couldn't shake the contented smile of her sleep out of his mind as he plated the cooked meat.
I wonder what he's thinking, Elise wondered. What? Why? Stupid girl, her thoughts answered.
(they can connect mind gasp)
(What the heck do you mean, connect mind wat)
(like, they read each other's minds. Like you did in fork satan)
(Oh ya that sounds good. But Havenwood wouldn't respond like that if he heard her say that btw)
(I know, he can listen in to her fighting with herself and respond and stuff)
(Ya that makes sense. okii)
Havenwood paused as he heard voices. Is that… Elise? But she's not talking…
You need to make up your mind, kid. You're - I love him, and I don't want to leave. At all. - But you know there's a part of you that does, kid.
Havenwood frowned gently, his hand still held in midair, he was concentrating so hard.
He told me to sleep on it, so I will. Kid, you're too hesitant! It's inside you, the right answer, right now? No, it's not, YES, it is!
Havenwood bit his tongue and grabbed the spice he was reaching for, deciding to listen rather than interrupt.
You are the plague, you know that? I'm inside you, kid. I am you. I'm your other half. The more calculated half. The balance. The logical one. The less impulsive one. Listen to me. No.
Havenwood idly ground up the spice, paying attention intently.
You're sick. No, you. NO. Yes! You're too impulsive? So? I can sort things out later! KID, LISTEN TO ME! I REFUSE TO LISTEN TO YOU! Help, somebody get me away from this monster…then that makes you the monster.
Havenwood's head was reeling and throbbing gently. This headache… I just need to make a decision. One that I know she'd agree with. Now, at least.
Wait, what was that? Was it you again? Do I sound like Havenwood? No…but he's not speaking. It's him. What? It's his thoughts. You're crazy. Keep listening.
Havenwood shook his head gently. Shit. Can they… hear me?
That's what I'm asking you. And hey, we're one. No we're not. I swear I'll never be you. I'm part of you. Accept it. Elise looked over the couch at Havenwood, who looked very perplexed.
Havenwood put the plate down and shook his head again. I'll have to.
(no, the 'third person' is Elise's second half of personality. Her outside half argues with it all the time. It's not havenwood's.)
Wait…you can hear me, too? Of course he can, kid! What did I tell you? I've learned not to listen to you.
(I know that, he's just making a decision… which i guess i should've tracked)
Havenwood took a separate plate and put some food on it. "Here's some food, Elise."
"Wait, wait. Can you hear me when I think? Because I'm pretty sure I can hear you." Elise takes the plate, scrutinizing him.
"Yeah… yeah, I can hear you when I think. Why?"
"Wait, so…we can hear each other's thoughts?" Yes, nitwit, that's what he said! Shut UP, monster. For the last time, I'm you. I don't care, shut up.
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