Notes

You’re quite frustrated. You bang your head for the 9,257th time.You don’t even know why. Maybe it’s writer’s block kicking in? You can’t think of anything to jot down. Not even any basic ideas. No rough drafts. Nothing.
“Hey y/n, are you okay? You’ve been banging your head on the wall for the past hour.” You hear a boy with pink hair say with concern lacing his voice.
“GO AWAYYYYYY!!!!!” You yell out, traces of venom in your voice. Oops your anger is showing. Luckily, he’s used to this. He puts up with you and you put up with him. You two still have fights though. It’s easy to have a fight when the both of you are like each other. Hot headed……Very hot headed.
“Y/n, open the door. I swear your head is gonna start bleeding if you keep that up.” You hear a feminine voice say. OH HEY IT’S LUCY!!!!! You love Lucy because she always manages to cheer you up. She’s so nice and even though you would never admit it, you do kinda like the makeovers she forces you to have.
“I don’t wanna!” You say sounding childish. You want them to leave. You need to focus. How will you get this story done with them trying to get you out? Plus, social situations aren’t really your cup of tea. You have a great sense of humor and you’re fairly outgoing but, you still get nervous. There’s always that bit of ‘What can go wrong?’ You’ve learned to live with it. You don’t like letting people know you have weaknesses. You’ve only ever opened up to a select few. And even then, it was only a little. Only the tip of the iceberg. There’s so much more to you that’s unexplored. You’d prefer to keep it that way. You’d rather die than be caught crying.