Something’s not right. Who are you?
Oh crap, that’s not good.
Who’s put you here?
My fault? No way. Maybe I’ve inherited it. Oh… Are you sure about that? Oh…
Well, is that something I ate?
Is that something I didn’t eat enough of?
Maybe you just arrived after lunch, cause I woke up in the morning and I don’t remember you being there…
Are you sure it was me?
Did I watch too much TV?
What do you mean you’ve been here for a while? And you only tell me now?
What is that supposed to mean, “don’t be silly”? I had no idea drinking that would give me this!
Oh… Yes, they did. They told me. But I thought they all did this. So, I did too. And now… What happens now?
When are you going away?
What do you mean you are not?!
I need to do what??
Well, excuse me!
You don’t need to be such a condescending smartass.
What do you mean I invited you? What, you are like a vampire?
What do you mean by “you are my friend”?
No, no, inflammation may be my friend, it shows me something’s not right, like a little guerilla warfare, but you are just frigging carpet bombing!
What do you mean, you havent even started with me yet?
Are you sure you are my friend?
Can… can we be real friends?
Can you hurt me less?
So, what do I call you?
… what do I feed you?
the image was copied from https://www.sciencefocus.com/the-human-body/what-is-pain/ and put on ice by me. thank you
Trezvennost II 