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"F*CK! I dropped another one! Cleaning? Vacuuming? Dishes?! Freaking WALKING and SHOWERING?!!! I SHOULD be able to do this! He's not even home! I should've been fine! Why is it getting worse?! Why can't I focus?!! And then... then there's these..."
"Oh wowie. Fighting the urges again, am I?

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"Shut up... I can't keep having these thoughts."
"Oh goodie. I should really stop doing this to myself. It's so unsightly. I should know that this, all of this, isn't going away anytime soon. Why hurt myself so?"I would know that-"
"I said SHUT UP. You're not real to begin with! He's barely been gone for a few days. I can't be that lonely yet!"
"It's not about me being real or not. I did promise I'd stay offline while he was out of town, despite knowing what it'd do to me. It's about needing to face the obvious... something I'm clearly not confronting~ My body has needs that shouldn't be ignored for as long as I have. And this is merely one of many.""What would Hector say if he saw me like this?"When Hector's out, when Sylvy-Chan is offline... what are we left with?Continuation of this
The funeral and not being able to draw for 3 days has kind of supercharged me on this. So this "mini-arc" has evolved into something... more.