The Eighteenth Chapter

[solid_courage]

Something in the air--

I feel like I'm going crazy, and trying to justify it on the environment or the nightmares just doesn't cut it. I shouldn't be contemplating this, but. Guess it just goes to show how weak I am.

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[dollhouse_keys]

That's not weakness, Snake.

[solid_courage]

Oh? I was under the impression that any form of addiction constituted as a weakness.

[dollhouse_keys]

Addiction? To what?

[solid_courage]

Nothing Alcohol.

[dollhouse_keys]

It doesn't make you weak, Snake, but you shouldn't keep everything all bottled up like that too (...no pun intended, I swear). You know, if you need someone to talk to, I'll be here to listen. Okay?

[solid_courage]

No. It's nothing that should concern you.

[dollhouse_keys]

Why not?

[solid_courage]

Because it's my problem. Not yours.

[dollhouse_keys]

But you shouldn't have to deal with it by yourself. That's what friends are for.

[solid_courage]

I'm not worth that.

[dollhouse_keys]

Come on, don't say that. You know it isn't true.