*Logan POV*

I feel like Thomas has forgotten that I'm still in his head, he walked out and began to think... He's thinking of me... I need to help him see that he needs me more, he needs his logic. Feelings-eh. They're not as needed. He just needs to understand. 

I begin to think through how I'm going to phrase this...

"Yes! That'll do"

I slowly put down my book and wait for my time to strike.

*Roman's POV*

I've been... listening in. I know it's bad but hear me out! Patton didn't look too well and I was scared - Ha me the prince scared. Never gonna see that again - Virgil went to help Patton since they have some sort of... thing? Like a father-son bond. I think that might be because Patton has found out about Virgil's panic attacks and helps h- I should shut up about that... But I saw Logan never came out of his room and it's not my fault that the walls are thin, Thomas left for a walk and-

Okay Roman calm yourself, be more chill and be okay 'cause a prince has got to slay. But it's not entirely my fault that I was listening!

Hearing distant mumbles from the other side of the wall, I press an ear to it to try to hear better.

"He needs me more.... Logic... not needed... Understand..." I hear a loud thump from Logan's room and the sound of a door opening. I wait a few seconds and follow suit by sliding my door open just enough for me to get through.

I follow the sound of Logan's feet as they somehow thump and softly walk down the hall, into a nearly unused part of the mind palace. We never go here, it's only used when we need to push our thoughts to Thomas, kind of like a conscience.

I'm a bit perplexed when he goes to sit down in a white, soft, regal, high-backed chair. His chair, in his little black and white corner of the room. He can't be trying to sway Thomas's thoughts right? He wouldn't do that... He takes a deep breath, but before he can say anything, I jump into his view and yell, "HEY LOGAN WHATCHA DOIN' THERE MY BUDDY? HOW'S IT HANGING (for those who understand the reference I'm sorry) I'M SORRY BUT IF YOU TAKE ANOTHER DIDDLY DARN STEP I'M GONNA HAVE TO STOP YOU GOOD SIR."

He blinks and a momentary look of surprise flits across his face before it's gone as fast as it appeared. "Roman, please leave me to my work as I leave you to yours. This isn't something that concerns you, so I suggest you take your leave."

I throw on a smile, "Not today Microsoft nerd, 'cause I've got something for you."

He sighs, face full of annoyance and boredom, "Fine. This better be important or else." His eyes get a dark glint for just a second and I wonder if I imagined it.

"Don't you worry, it is extremely   important, but I can't give it to you from over there. So if you would, please come hither." I keep the smile up, even as my hands begin to shake behind my back.

Logan stands up and begins to walk over. He stops about a foot away and smirks, "What, oh what, must be so important, my dear Roman?"

Gods, that smirk... the clear narcissism in his every move, the tone... I can't take it anymore. The fury rises up till it hits the peak of its crescendo. I don't think, have no control left when it happens. All the memories of a sad Patton, of Thomas refusing to do anything because he felt out of it, all of my darling Virgil's extra anxiety, all that he's done... I lose touch with my motions.

I hit Logan's smug face as hard as I can, watch as he goes down, and smile.

~ 

so 

yo.

How've y'all been? 

I'm setting up my high school schedule and getting extra anxiety from it, and depression kicks in cause I know I'm moving to Texas over the summer and don't think I can bear the fact of leaving some very special people behind, and they help me with my anxiety. but I'm going to be forced to make "friends" with random people and try to make it through high school and survive Texas.

sOrRy FoR tHe RaNt

~arrivederci~