was he smiling? at me? in my presence?
this is absurd...
this is so...different of him.

i watch thomas and joan for a while, mainly because they're participating in some disney quizzes.
how could i not stay?

when i came back, logic stopped me immediately.

"why did he smile at you?" he asks, and i glance over to anxiety, he looks...don't make any jokes on this...he looks anxious to say the least.

"i have no answer!" i reply simply.

"you should go over and ask him why he smiled" logic instructs me, i look over anxiety, he seems to be listening in, he looks nice when he's-
"but he doesn't like talking to me" i retort stubbornly, logic sighs, shaking his head.

"roman" he begins. i lift my head up. "it's for the best".

i sigh, maybe it is.
not like he'll want to listen.

i walk over to him, he looks away, but he's listening.
this isn't what logic wants me to tell him, but since when do i listen to that nerd!

"anxiety..." i start, and he shuffles upwards a little. "i just want to tell you...i don't hate you-" his expression softens, "as much i appear to".

he looks up at me confused but he shuffles closer to the wall.
is this an invitation for me to sit?
he pats the floor next to him reluctantly.
i sit down next to him.

the quiet is tense.

"ditto, prince charming".