Burning Down the House

GG: oh god

GG: i assumed my head hurt because i was having a stressful day

GG: but is that why my head is killing me

CG: WHO KNOWS. YOU'RE KIND OF A SPECIAL CASE. MAYBE IT IS, MAYBE YOU'VE JUST BEEN DRIVEN APESHIT PEELFRUITS.

CG: BUT YES, THAT MIGHT BE IT. TRY SAYING SOME CRYPTIC NONSENSE THAT ONLY SPRITES WOULD KNOW.

GG: ummm

GG: i got nothing.

CG: WHAT IS AN ULTIMATE SELF?

GG: thats the question of the century huh! ._.

GG: i think we should strive to be our best selves every day

CG: OKAY. I PICKED A REALLY BAD FUCKING QUESTION I GUESS, BECAUSE THAT'S PROBABLY WHAT A SPRITE WOULD HAVE SAID ANYWAY?

CG: BUT IT'S ALSO WHAT YOU WOULD HAVE SAID IF YOU WERE REGULAR AND WORKING ON YOUR INSIPID REGULAR BRAIN.

CG: IT'S A TOUGH MIX TO TRY AND DECOUPLE.

GG: :c

GG: be nice my head hurts

CG: I'M SO SORRY M'LADY. MUST I HIDE MY DONG RINGERS?

CG: MUST I REDUCE MY SCRAPING VINES TO A HARSH WHISPER FOR YOUR PRECIOUS FUCKING BRAINS WHILE YOUR SPIRITUAL FUCKING GUIDES ARE DISINTEGRATING BEFORE YOU?

GG: my sprite was a part of my brain!!

GG: and between that and the green sun being sucked into a huge scary hole in the sky

GG: some sympathy would be fucking nice. >:c

CG: RIGHT.

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