"SHHHHHIIIIIIIIIT! I TOTALLY LOST IT! I GOT HER BUT ME, *ME*! DAMMIT! I COMPLETELY LOST ALL MY COMPOSURE!"
It was morning already. Beautiful sunbeams streamed through the window, casting a peaceful glow outside. The world seemed wonderful, but the room was dark, the gloom emanating from a single source: the Seer.
It was morning already. He hadn't moved an inch. Sitting on the edge of the bed, nails chewed down to stubs, his face was twisted into a sour expression. The lack of sleep only fueled the storm raging in his mind.
It was morning already. Life outside bustled with activity. Yet, inside the Seer's mind, chaos reigned. A certain blue window had appeared—early, no less—just to mock him.
< what are you going to do? Punch me? :>>
