Anxiety POV

I was sitting on my bed, scrolling through tumblr when the headache started. I ignored it for a while before the pain became unbearable, and I screamed out. My walls may muffle the noise, but I'm sure someone heard it. I heard someone running and slamming the door open. Someone came over and took me in their arms before humming. My pain dimmed to an ache, and my screams dulled to sobs.

"Are you okay?" I heard from whoever was cradling me.

The voice sounded familiar. "Who are you?"

"It's me. Morality." That's why it sounded familiar.

"Dad." I whispered when my tremors were manageable once again.

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