"But yknow, he just came here. Maybe I misjudged him because he's a therapist? I mean he's a figment like me, so at least we have one thing in common... I mean what do you think?"
Emile had been trying not to listen to what Critic had been saying. But he did pick up on what he’d said. He felt a little surprised inside. Huh..? He thought the other was a blatant jerk! Maybe there was still a chance to befriend him after all!
“I mean, it’s your call, Critic. You guys sound pretty different, so I guess it’s your judgement, I don’t know this guy. What was he like towards you?”
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“Mm... I mean, if you want to get to know someone like that, then it wouldn’t be necessarily bad. Maybe a bit annoying, but he probably wouldn’t be a jerk, which is good.”
(wait who is this other newbie xD)
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Emile laughed as Critic told a joke. He’d just gotten out of work early, and was hanging out with his friend at the café. All of a sudden, everything started shaking.
“Whoa- wh-what’s going on..?”
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I always knew that deep down in every human heart, there is mercy and generosity. No one is born hating another person because of the color of his skin, or his background, or his religion. People must learn to hate, and if they can learn to hate, they can be taught to love, for love comes more naturally to the human heart than its opposite. — Nelson Mandela, Long Walk to Freedom