Physiology: “Hey.”
Yrs Truly: “Mm.”
Physiology: “HEY.”
Yrs: “Jesus, what? I’m reading!”
Physiology: “Anxiety attack!”
Yrs: “Wait, no–”
Physiology: “ANXIETY ATTACK!”
Yrs: “I just…but…what…why?”
Physiology: “ANXIETY! ATTACK! :D”
Yrs: “WE WERE DOING LITERALLY NOTHING. WE WERE THINKING ABOUT DRAGONS WHILE SITTING DEAD STILL.”
Physiology: “Anxiety! 😀 Attack! 😀 😀 Cha-cha-cha! 😀 Woohoo!”
I quit. Being a physical being is a load of malarkey.