Milk Girl

Hey! Long time no see!

Milk Girl: Hey! Long time no see!
You: It hasn’t even been an hour, dummy…
Milk Girl: There you go bullying me again… Aren’t you even a little bit happy? Not even the slightest bit?
You: I’m pretty exhausted after today. Well, I guess you are too.
Milk Girl: That’s not true!
You: You need to go to bed.
Milk Girl: No! You’ve been in control for way too long already. It’s my turn now! Alright…
You: I’ll just stay silent until the medicine’s effects wear off. How about that?
Milk Girl: Hey… You can’t do that! You need to do your best to make me feel better!
You: That’s exactly what I’m doing.
Milk Girl: What a bully… Actually, why am I even worried about this? In reality… I don’t need you! At all!
You: Hmm?
Milk Girl: I’m so energetic and I feel great, which means I can do anything! And you… you can only watch and agonize over your uselessness! Hehehe, I can imagine how angry you are right now.
You: What made you so happy all of a sudden?
Milk Girl: And why would I be sad?
You: Remember your self a couple of hours ago.
Milk Girl: I don’t know what you mean.
You: Stop lying.
Milk Girl: Nuh-uh. I still don’t understand.
You: Whatever. Unlike you, I won’t forget that pathetic, snotty girl for a long time. She just whines and whines all the time.
Milk Girl: Don’t even try ruining my mood! I want to have fun while we’re together, alright?
You: So you’re the one calling the shots now?
Milk Girl: Yeah!
You: Well, let’s see how long you can last.
Milk Girl: We’ll see, yeah! … I… Am I really that pathetic?
You: …
Milk Girl: Say something… I can feel tears streaming down my cheeks, hanging from my chin and then… falling on my clothes, burning holes in it.
You That was fast. But not unexpected.
Milk Girl Hey, at least I tried…!
You: Go wash your face, then we’ll decide what to do with you.
Milk Girl: I’m in front of a mirror again. I keep staring at my reflection, trying not to get distracted by the sneery looks the walls are giving me, trying not to drown in their giggling. But then me in the mirror also shows me a creepy smile, bares her teeth at me… I start counting in my mind. Two squared, two by two squared, a square squared, a square pyramid squared, a pyramidal structure cubed, a pyramidal structure hypercubed… I feel better.
You: How do you feel?
Milk Girl: You’re mocking me, right…?
You: I’m obligated to ask you this at least a couple times per session.
Milk Girl: A session, huh…?
You: You don’t like that word?
Milk Girl: I’m fine.
You: No, you’re not.
Milk Girl: I… Don’t know why, but I thought I’d be able to take control. I was almost ready to…! I was sure I’d be able to change something. After all, I was able to buy milk, you know? Yeah, you
ought to know how challenging it was.
You: Is that why you threw away the medicine?
Milk Girl: What a stupid decision, right?
You: Whatever it was, it was your decision.