Seafoam: He caused me to start cutting..on my legs..

Seafoam: *rubs thigh* when my mom died- m-my Dad always used to hit me and call me a mistake...and he’s always come home drunk...

Seafoam: *looks down and nods* ...

Seafoam: No I don’t think so.. *wipes eyes*

Seafoam: *nods and sniffs* I feel sad but I don’t know why..

Seafoam: *hugs tighter with tears in eyes* ...

Seafoam: *turns to him and puts arms around him* ...

Seafoam: Simon, will you lay with me..? *gets in bed*

Seafoam: *sways tail*

Seafoam: Yeah, I’m okay..

Seafoam: *rubs leg and looks at bandaids on it* hm..

Seafoam: *looks down* .. // Phil: *pats his back* :(

Seafoam: *sighs* I need to rest.... // Phil: It’s okay baby.,

Seafoam: H-He’s not dead see, Mint? // Phil: *hugs* It’s okay Mint <:(

Seafoam: E-Eh! *rubs his cheek* Si-Simon wake up please— (are they together? I forget.) // Phil: Seafoam! You killed him?!

Seafoam: No no no shhh!! You don’t need to call Phil!! // Phil: *ears raise and runs out* What’s the problem- what’d you do to Mint?!

Seafoam: N-No he’s not, he’s just- frozen *snaps fingers, and shakes him*

Seafoam: I- I didn’t do anything!!!

Seafoam: S-Simon..?

Seafoam: I-I’m pulling them back up now, okay? *pulls them back up and uncovers face*